i cut myself washing a glass and now have 3 stitches in my knuckles on my right hand.
this is actually a common accident and i feel like the government should warn everyone or dish detergents should have an advisory label...
also, please do yourself a favor and take a minute to outline an emergency plan in your head.
because i didn't feel shit. i just saw magenta magenta magenta and thought i was losing so much blood that i would pass out before anyone knew i was in trouble. the neighbors didn't answer and the two friends i knew who were in the area didn't answer - luckily someone did come, but i was too hysterical to make any decisions on my own. ha i mean luckily i live in hospital city, so i could have ventured to children's hospital i suppose.

i applaud people with one limb. it's been a bitch. typing this sucks. at least i'm working on my ambidexterity.



i have yet to look at the camera phone pictures that a friend took in the er. i honestly can't know what is under this bandage because i feel so unnatural knowing synthetic materials are holding me together haha. i get cooky. the dr. talked about my skin as if it were a plant, it will either attach and survive or die and fall off. i am a plant.


[best text message 2009: hey tell jake i went to the er so dont freak about all that blood]