May 25, 2008 11:42
Note to self:
Never drink and climb up a wall in flip flops, especially when you can't see shit.
I have a 3 inch gash running up the side of my foot that hurts like hell.
It's pretty deep in the center, and I could have had two or three stitches.
Charles carried me to his bathroom with blood running down my foot and all over his hands.
He cleaned it with scalding hot water and a shit load of alcohol, which I'm surprised I couldn't feel.
All I wanted to do was to go home and have a drink with my Dad and have him clean it.
Matt drove me home and my Dad was excited to see me. I showed him my foot and he laughed and said I was a true Rendon now: drunk and bleeding from somewhere.
It bled through my bandages and sock, and now I can feel how much it hurts.
Hooray for alcohol.
I'm a gimp at my own party. I WALK WITH A LIMP 'AIGHT?
Oh PS there's tons of blood on my rainbows. Bad ass!