birthday report

had a nice birthday. 33 is a good number, double digits, divisible by 11. 3 is pleasing, a number that connotes stability.

got taken out to lunch (thanks b.) and for ice cream in the afternoon (thanks boss). k2 sent me flowers. doc gave me some cool gifts, many of which made me laugh uncontrollably. mike & vanessa sent me a really neat cookbook, something about an herbfarm. can’t wait to try some of the recipes. got phone calls and e-greetings from friends and family.

right before bed, i stabbed what turned out to be a main artery in my foot, using a red pencil. no idea how it happened, apparently i’m talented. the entire freshly-sharpened pointy end went into the top of my foot where the 4th and 5th toes come together. i was so surprised that i yoinked the pencil out immediately, and i have never seen blood come out of me that fast. i did not pass out, was too busy trying to stop the bleeding lest i die right there on the floor of my office (and, admittedly, worrying about getting that much blood on the carpet). doc got the bleeding stopped and bandaged me up, while i laid there having visions of paramedics laughing at me.

suprisingly, it’s not bruised today… just sore with a big pencil-tip shaped hole.