are you serious with this shit?
had a great weekend going, went out on friday w/christina to the mall, saw a movie, bought some shoes, bought some new (dare i say sexy?) glasses, great day.
saturday rolls around. iowa almost beats wisconsin, but doesn't because of some iffy referees.
saturday night, I BURN MY FUCKING HAND.
i'm not talking like accidentally touch the tip of your finger to a saucepan or something, im' talking like full fingers grasping the pan that's 450 degrees, realizing it's fucking hot, dropping the pan, and looking at your hand AS BLISTERS FORM BEFORE YOUR EYES. nearly passed out, had my hand in cold water for 20 minutes, and it throbbed like fuck all the rest of the night
you can see the outline of the edge of the pan in my fingers, and any sort of meaningful use of my left hand is gone for probably a week. my thumb, index, and middle fingers are all wrapped up and hurt if anything so much as bumps them.
friggin blah blah. bought season 3 of greys on itunes, going to watch it now.
fucking fingers, fucking pans.
but at least i've got some sexy glasses.
saturday rolls around. iowa almost beats wisconsin, but doesn't because of some iffy referees.
saturday night, I BURN MY FUCKING HAND.
i'm not talking like accidentally touch the tip of your finger to a saucepan or something, im' talking like full fingers grasping the pan that's 450 degrees, realizing it's fucking hot, dropping the pan, and looking at your hand AS BLISTERS FORM BEFORE YOUR EYES. nearly passed out, had my hand in cold water for 20 minutes, and it throbbed like fuck all the rest of the night
you can see the outline of the edge of the pan in my fingers, and any sort of meaningful use of my left hand is gone for probably a week. my thumb, index, and middle fingers are all wrapped up and hurt if anything so much as bumps them.
friggin blah blah. bought season 3 of greys on itunes, going to watch it now.
fucking fingers, fucking pans.
but at least i've got some sexy glasses.