Welp, in general I had a marvy, relaxing weekend. Until about 3pm yesterday. I was doing dishes, a glass broke, and I sliced open the top of my right pinkie. FORTUNATELY, urgent care was still open, so my wife took me, zipped in, and got out in 30 minutes. Holy fuck, though: Lidocaine injections hurt way more than the actual wound.
If you cheat, may you cheat death
If you steal, may you steal another's heart
If you fight, may you fight for your fellows
If you drink, drink with me!