rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,

Bloody Hell

While watering the back yard yesterday evening the hose tried to get away from me, and attempting to wrangle it back into position I quickly closed my left hand around it and jabbed my thumbnail into the tip of my middle finger, hard enough to penetrate the skin for quite some distance. Blood-drawing distance.

It's a good thing I haven't had to flip anybody off with my left hand today, as the fingertip is very sore. Extending it stretches the skin where the crescent wound is located, which is quite unpleasant. It also hurts when I brush it against something, such as my pant leg, the upholstery of the couch, the dish towel, and, of course, when I have to use it on the keyboard. I'm currently hating the letters e (ow!), d (ow!), and c (ow!)

It appears that, again this week, I won't be doing my shopping on Friday. Unfortunate, as the weather starts heating up considerably on Saturday, and both Saturday night and Sunday afternoon will be hellish. Tuesday, which is when I next go to the chiropractor, will also be hellish. I will be out there exposing myself to hellishness on two days, and those only two days apart.

In the meantime, my Internets connection continues to misbehave. It has cut itself off three times so far this evening. But maybe I should be charitable and assume that it is simply concerned about my well being, and doesn't want me to further risk damaging my wounded finger by using the keyboard too much. Hey, I can take a hint.

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