Ow! Damn it!

I can barely move my hands because my fingers are all covered in band-aids. Well, I can still type. But my fingers look like something out of a horror film. Whoops.

Wow. I'm dumb.

Wanna know what happened? So I had a can of iced tea, and I was bored, so I began to tear the can apart. Bad idea. These wounds will go nicely with the burn I got from when I decided I'd try to cook. For the record, I can't cook. I almost blew up our microwave when I was nine. I should probably just stay out of the kitchen completely.