Dear self,
Try to remember that there is a difference between "that's not supposed to hurt" and "I usually get away with that", and try not to feel persecuted when hot skillet + hot oil + hot food + using-fingertips-instead-of-spatula[*] results in the sensation of pain; especially when your "touched a hot thing" reflex is still quick enough that there was no actual skin damage.
Dear ankle,
Please stop bleeding, will you? I promise to never buy that brand of razor again. And I'd like to walk over to the pharmacy now, before they close at five.
Dear universe,
Can I get away with a small time-warp, please, maybe an extra three or four hours today or tomorrow?
Dear Perrrine,
Can I apologize in advance for subjecting you to a car ride later?
-- me
[I can usually get away with that when flipping bread-constrained things like one-eyed jacks and sometimes grilled cheese sandwiches; I'm not talking about an omelette or sautéed mushrooms -- even my fingertips don't go that far. But I did learn to toast a marshmallow barehanded over a campfire in high school (for no other reason than showing off, of course).