This time it's my left tyhumb, so i'm not all that typing-impaired. Still, no backspaces.
It would be soooo satisfying to fling something up against the wall. Like maybe the rest of the cucumber I was trying to slice. Or, y'know, my fist or something.
I think I got a slightly bigger chunk than last time; it bled like a... something that bleeds a lot. Fortunately toxicfur interrupted her cooking (chicken saltimbocca, yum), and hre phone call with her brother P (the one with the kid who was literally born yesterday) to wrap a couple bandais around my thumb. Which I managed to bleed through, so she replaced with gauze and another bandaid. Bleeding's stopped, so it's prolly allgood.
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