1:35 a.m. - July 19, 2004
but, as though that werent bad enough (considering the fact that its a fire hazard and all), he didnt have it in a holder thing or even a friggin ashtray. it was hanging off the edge of his desk so the ashes could fall straight into the trash. at least the man had that much sense.
but i was doing something and laid my hand down. i felt something stab me but knew i hadnt stick my hand on a knife or anything so i took my sweet ass time moving it-until i realized id plopped my hand right down on the stupid thingy. i got burnt. god it hurt.
i spent the next forever whining and holding ice to it. until one of the valet guys told me that the more cold i apply, the more its going to burn.
great! just f*@%ing great. i hate pain-i really do and the only way i could make this hurt go away was to do nothing. stupid time. yes, i know time heals all wounds and stuff-but it hurt!
well...that was at least 4 hours ago and im better now. time did heal my wound. yay. okay-im out of things to say...