I just spent six and a half fucking hours in the ER with Geoff because
I sliced the base of my thumb on my terrorist fist jabbing hand fucking opening, y'all. And the only reason I went was because Geoff forced me to; if it was up to me I would have just tossed a bandage and been done with it. I have two stitches holding it together and the numbness from the topical shot has worn off and it hurts like a bitch. That, along with six hours of work, was my day, my friends. Ugh.
Also, thanks friends list for making my day that much better and informing me Trotsky is a Met now. Thanks a lot.
Oh! I was looking through past entries and found
this. That last sentence, by gosh. :D