I'm not gross enough to post a picture of it, but I totally crushed my finger last night while playing marimba, and now I'm left for a sausage of a droit. It's dark, and blue, and sausage like. If there was ever a blue dark, skin colored sausage, it would be my finger. Do you get what I'm saying?!
Back to other news, nothing else has happened. I invited Elizabeth last night to be my date to Carmanagh's 21st birthday bash next month. We're both wearing dresses, shes bringing me flowers and I'm bringing her a loaf of freshly baked bread. It sounds hilarious and it really is. We are also bringing a "couple" gift for the birthday lady itself. You should try and make it up for the party.
