Even if it’s off. It’ll still find a way to make you have to learn how to [for example] learn how to use your thumb to reach all the keys your right index finger would normally reach.

I have to do this because that finger is currently a little useless for typing, being inside one of those puffy blue-stuff and metal finger splints. It’s not broken; I probably wouldn’t have been given one of these if I’d gone to a doctor over it right away [which would be stupid], but, honestly, what do they know about making things so they heal a little more quickly, anyway?

My big round adjustable-height pedestal fan decided to give in to gravity last night, and I just happened to have my hand on the part of the stand that adjusts. It got a rather nice chunk of the lower, fleshy part of my right index finger. That particular chunk is still there, but I suspect it won’t be for long. Maybe we got it taken care of in time, though.

I have to consider myself lucky that I live with someone who can stand the sight of blood and will react appropriately when something stupid happens that results in pain and bleeding the urge to just sit there and bang your head into the wall because it’s so stupid that this happened. Also, it’s hurting the way newly-created blood blisters do, but in an appropriately large way.

Gremlin got some ice and the first aid kit, and got everything I needed open so I could clean the area and wrap it in something that wouldn’t stick. Then he helped me with the finger splint, so I wouldn’t bend it and start bleeding all over again. Also, it’s kinda nice to have all the padding, so I don’t find out about the pain every time I forget and do something.