Cheer Up Emo KidDecember 14, 2006
I was cutting a piece of duct tape from the carpet of my old apartment last night when I slipped and cut my wrist. It wasn’t bleeding very bad, but it was deep enough where I knew I should go to the hospital. I went to an after-hours hospital that was close by. My roommate, Joseph, drove me. So I fill out a form and a doctor’s assistant gets me situated. She was the cutest little redhead.
The doctor comes in, takes a look at it, and makes sure I didn’t hit anything important. He then says it looks fine and stitches it up. So he leaves and the doctor’s assistant comes back to clean me up and bandage my 3 brand new stitches. So we get to talking and I ask her for her number. To which she replies “I’m married.” Dumbfounded, I asked how old she was. Eighteen was her response. Tomorrow I have to get it checked out. Luckily, that big steel bird will take me home tomorrow night.
TODO List: Pay internet bill, Change of Address with bank, Change of Address with post office, laundry, pack suitcases, and leadership paper.