I reached into my pocket for something, but still had a book of checks in that pocket from going to the PayDay loan place and the ring finger on my left hand throttled straight into an outsticking staple from the checks. Went right into the place between your finger and nail, like where the american military shoves the needles when they are torturing you.
Very painful and a little pool of blood formed under the middle of my nail.
I don't know what this blog is yet. It might become one of those abandoned blogs, the dead trampled weeds of the internet. The blogs you somehow find via a dead link to an interesting entry only to see the last entry was made back in 2006.
This blog might become like that.
Or it might become a public telling of my private disasters, unhappiness, or theoretical successes.
It might have some fiction writing.
Maybe I'll just use it to recount what I watched on television last night.