hey hey, wanna hear a good story? so last night i walked down to the horseshoe bla bla bla, met p. and we were standing at the front talking before going next door to see a friend do the open mic (the bands we wanted to see had played already). so as i'm standing there at the 'shoe my hand feels wet, wee bit sticky... i think nothing of it, it was raining out and i figured it was just wet combined with random bar goo. we go next door after a few minutes of me drying my hand on my pants. next door we settle, i put down my stuff and go to the washroom... look down... both hands covered in blood. and i mean covered... pants are all bloody up the side where i was wiping them...yeesh! i figured if anyone asked i'd tell them... "i had to kill a man on the way here..."

somewhere, i dunno where, i had gashed my thumb... about an inch long, but deep... it was bleeding for a good 10 minutes or so until i compressed it. gross.

thank proctor and gamble for spray'n'wash!

~fin~