miss me?

yeah, yeah, i know…

…”with every shot so far”. funny. ha-ha. let’s move on.

i’m reviewing my notes of the week i took off to see what all you missed in my world. let’s see…got stood up cold on xmas eve, had my mafia xmas (we sit down, split a bottle of wine, eat some pasta, pass envelopes amongst ourselves, and move on), stabbed myself in the hand, and spent a quiet new years at home with puppies.

why do i have a feeling that middle one got your attention?

suffice to say, not my brightest moment, and i’ve had to tell the story a couple dozen times, so let me take a stab (pun intended) and doing a “short version” of this:

i was working to pull zip ties off a computer desk with my pocket knife when, pulling on a particularly stubborn one wedged in a corner, the knife swung up and caught me in the meat just north of the webbing between the thumb and forefinger of my left hand, going in so deep that the point struck the bone of my index finger (which is what stopped it from going further, i reckon) opening up a half inch long, and for a few moments, quarter inch wide gash in my left hand.

i’ve never seen that much blood leave my body that fast – or that relentlessly. but as i am uninsured, stitches and hospital didn’t seem the option so i went the superglue / band-aid route. multiples of each later it seems to be on the mend even though, for all the world, it still looks kinda moist.

so why no pics?

my first thought was to have two up here – one of the blade, one of the cut. the blade one gave no scope of scale, and when i thought about putting a coin or something down by the blade i started to get CSI flashbacks so i just ditched the pic and listened to a couple of who songs.

as for the wound if the pic was too far back you couldn’t see detail and a tight shot looked like a shaved cunt, so i decided to forgo that since between my language, the url, and the occasional topless pic this site is flagged as porn on far too many office web servers as is – so just use your imagination, know i’m on the mend, JAB says you can’t bleed out from there, and so i think i’ll be okay. a week later it looks a bit better and a bit more sealed, so i think i’ll be fine. hell, if the gym last night didn’t open ‘er up then we’ll see if the yard work in a moment does…if there’s another entry after this you know i didn’t bleed to death…