*if you haven't read this post, I am posting an unpublished draft from all random points in time every day until I run out*
March 26, 2009
I cut my thumb today and learned a valuable lesson: a little blood on your clothes is the only thing keeping a regular person from looking like an addict/the guy on COPS that sits on the stairs outside 'tellin stories' about his old lady. I either have some sort of blood clotting problem or the human thumb holds 8 glasses of blood in it.
The worst part is, the cut is literally the size of a poppyseed. I can't even think of anything as small as it is besides that! Well, I can, but I am not sure how many people know what Baby Pastina looks like.