So, yesterday I tried to cut my finger off. Not intentionally, of course, as I would never do something like that on purpose. I was at work, cutting chicken and must've looked away for a half-second, which is all it takes and I'm entirely sure what happened right then as it is sort of a blur now, and I cut right through the tip of my index finger and some of the nail too. SHARP KNIVES ARE SHARP, lol. But I'm fine and just have a bandage on it where the doc cauterized it, holy painful. Needless to say, I wanted a cig really badly, as one of my triggers was pain. But I managed to fight through it and made it without taking ONE PUFF, not one.
p.s. Now I get to sit in class for three hours and wonder how much snow will be on the ground by the time I leave; 4 inches, 8 inches, a foot and a half...who knows. No snowdays in the U.P.
