I Try To Do a Good Thing...

...and I get hurt.

Waaaaaaah!!! It won't stop bleeding!!!

How it happened:

I was cleaning my room in my usual obsessive-compulsive manner: I got everything out of its box/plastic wrap/leather case/etcetera, cleaned each item carefully, and then placed it right back in its original place.

The very last thing I got out was an old picture frame I got from my sister way back on my 17th birthday. I noticed that the glass was filthy - disturbingly filthy - so I dismembered the frame, and brushed alcohol on the glass using a cotton ball. You have to understand, of course, that I was doing all this while listening to music (because a second without it is almost unbearable), and as I was singing along, I lost rhythm of what I was doing, and my right thumb slashed right through the glass. Literally slashed. I was afraid my whole thumb was gonna come off, but I managed to muffle my scream lest I wake the entire neighborhood.

So there. I wrapped the horrid thing in a band-aid, and I still could see more blood trying to creep out of the wrap. Oh, joy. I feel like smashing something.