in anticipation of cutting my hair (i really need to cut my hair), i stopped by target on my way home to pick up some hair shears. so i got home, announced “i’m going to cut my hair and then we can eat” and proceeded to try to bust out the new shears.
these freaking scissors were zip-tied in so tight that i had to bust out ANOTHER pair of scissors just to get them loose. and, in the process, in a struggle, the scissors (old, not new), slipped and cut a big fat gash in my left ring-fingertip. all of the blood in my body, noting the opening, made a real break for it. anyway, quick action and some peroxide, some all-natural undyed paper towels, a million band-aids, about 24 hours and no haircut later, i’m finally ready to get on with my life.