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My mother's favorite phrase: "'Ey, mom...wanna see something really gross?" Lucky for her, I get to show her my latest medical oddity. So, yeah, I burnt the crap out of my hand today in jewelry. I mean, I hurt myself the last time, but this time, my only solace is a Harry Potter glow in the dark bandaid. You see, there's this little pyro by the name of Chris who adores trying to steal the metal dental tools we use to melt wax and generally burn things with, and being the psudo-elitist jewelry two student I am, and him being the piddly jewelry one student, I get angry ever time he tries to set something ablaze. So, today, I'd had enough. I tried to rap his knuckles with one of the scraping tools, and after I did, I dropped it and tried to catch it. I forgot, however, that the pick was heated, caught it between my fingers and burnt the hell out of both of them. It's a really ugly thing... So, yeah, burn, baby, burn, disco inferno...on my hand. *****
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