Honestly, you didn't think that the "peace and love" theme of the last post would last for a long time, did you?
Tonight I slipped and hit my head exactly on the edge of some furniture, resulting in an ugly cut just above my left eye. At first I thought I had just hit my head, but then I started to wonder why my hand felt suddenly so sticky, and what the trickle from my head was all about...
It really was big enough a cut to warrant stitching, but scared of a potentially ugly scar from stitching gone awry, I decided to avoid the hospital at all cost. Instead I patched myself up with band aids tightly closing the gaping wound.
Well, I guess there will be a scar left, but at least it will be a thin line without stitching marks. And this at least leaves a lot of room for interesting stories, such as how the guy attacked me when I chatted up his girlfriend, what the rabid soldier had done to me in Vietnam, how I could barely escape the sabletooth tiger while hiking in the Amazon, etc.
And yes, various girls on campus have already comforted me by telling me that the scar actually looks rather sexy...
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Interesting post, can we see a picture? :-)
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