Hey, all you invisible people.
today I got stabbed in the leg with a knife!
actually to be mroe honest, I stabbed myself in the leg on accident with a VERY sharp carving knife in my art class while I was working on a mask. In about 30 seconds I almost lost enoguh blood to pass out, but still managed to make it past the entire class and both teachers before blood started dripping out of the leg of my pants. So, I made it to the bathroom, put pressure on it for about 10 minutes while trying not to be as dizzy as I was, then went to the sculpture lab to grab my super glue, some rubing alcohol, and a bandaid that was really more of a joke for what I was putting it on. So, now I have a serious flesh wound, no insurance, can't walk so well and have to work waiting tables tomorow. Oh, and did I mention that friday is my birthday...shit.
On that note, the friend who was supposed to be hosting my birthday party totally forgot to ask his roomates, woops. Ass. So I guess it is a good thing I held of on telling people, but now I am fucked.
happy 25th, eh?
PS. I am going to be in the seattle and possibly portland area for christmas break, so if there are any good shows or anything cool happening, let me know, it'd make my day.
today I got stabbed in the leg with a knife!
actually to be mroe honest, I stabbed myself in the leg on accident with a VERY sharp carving knife in my art class while I was working on a mask. In about 30 seconds I almost lost enoguh blood to pass out, but still managed to make it past the entire class and both teachers before blood started dripping out of the leg of my pants. So, I made it to the bathroom, put pressure on it for about 10 minutes while trying not to be as dizzy as I was, then went to the sculpture lab to grab my super glue, some rubing alcohol, and a bandaid that was really more of a joke for what I was putting it on. So, now I have a serious flesh wound, no insurance, can't walk so well and have to work waiting tables tomorow. Oh, and did I mention that friday is my birthday...shit.
On that note, the friend who was supposed to be hosting my birthday party totally forgot to ask his roomates, woops. Ass. So I guess it is a good thing I held of on telling people, but now I am fucked.
happy 25th, eh?
PS. I am going to be in the seattle and possibly portland area for christmas break, so if there are any good shows or anything cool happening, let me know, it'd make my day.