So I was washing this glass, and my hand was bigger than the glass. So my hand's all squished inside the glass, until I pressed on the glass so hard that the glass broke, cutting down to the tendon in my hand - right below the knuckle of my index finger. Man, that bled for about 30-45 minutes, I don't actually know. So Luckjohn gets to take me to Regions (and not Petey, for a change), where I get 3 stitches in it. Nothing serious, it turns out - I mean, I can still type, right? It only hurts a little.

The punchline? The guy who stitched me up was a med student who followed my case during the summer, when I had the diverticulum. He was following TAC/Surgical then - emergency now . . .