Update

It's been a couple days since the last time I posted anything. I've got a lot to report on. First of all my burn is almost healed. It's started to get really itchy and the skin is flaking off, so that's good.

I finished my knitted hat. I used two different kinds of yarn: blue and gray. The shades kinda blend in and out of each other so that's pretty cool. All in all I think it looks like a fairly decent hat. If I saw that hat at a Kmart or Walmart I'd probably get it. 

The next thing I'd like to tell you about is my secret skill for cutting hair. I can't charge anything for it because I don't have a license or something. But I've got this way of making boring hair stand out and look awesome. Don't believe me? That's fine. I don't have very much proof right now. But I'll keep you posted, for now, here's a half finished haircut. 

Okay so technically I didn't do this one. This is the handy work of my dear friend Chelsea. She's going to school to be a beauty technician. Her adopted father is 'very high and mighty' in my face about it. "My girl's going to college, what about you?" I'm not going to college as of this moment. I have no job and no scholarship, therefor no way to pay for it. But does he care? Nope, he'll just keep looking down on me as 'a no good, drug addicted, dike.' It's okay though, his opinion of me doesn't make me any less awesome. I'll always be too kick ass for him to understand. (P.S. I don't do drugs and I'm not a dike.) Chelsea is one of my best friends and I won't be letting some 'better then thou art' get in the way of that. I just wish he wouldn't be so nice to my face, it gives me the creeps.

This is Killian. He is the one being subjected to the haircut. He had to hold really still while Chelsea chopped off locks of his hair and I repeatedly sprayed him with the squirt bottle. All this considered he did pretty well. His hair looks nice, which is a awesome change for him. He usually goes to a salon and pays $20 for some bimbo to give him a bowl cut. The last two times he went, he had the unfortunate pleasure to have the same bimbo. I know as a friend, I shouldn't have laughed at his misfortune. But as a living, breathing person, I could not suppress my giggles when he comes back looking like a porcupine. I'm only human, forgive me.

In unrelated news, I found out that my best friend Emily is pregnant. I was a little shocked since I didn't know anything like that was going on. I almost thought it was a joke. But she's pretty serious about it. She went out and bought books and vitamins. She quit all her bad habits like smoking and caffeine. I'm about 98% sure that there is a baby in there. (I've got to leave a little room for error.) I'm really excited for her though. She really loves kids, although I don't think she was planning on one of her own. I know she'll be a good mommy, and her boyfriend better be the best damn father ever! I know where he lives. It's not really my business to tell the whole world, but everyone that matters already knows. If she doesn't want it posted on my blog the no one reads, I'll gladly take it off for her.

That's most everything that has happened so far. I also cut my boyfriends hair, babysat my nieces, and played Halo ODST. Thanks Zach for letting us barrow it! :)

First Degree Burn part 2

The burn on my hand kept me up all night. I was getting up every hour to change the ice. After I got the ice I would lay really still in an attempt to keep it balanced on my wrist. I felt like I had an iron mandible clasped to my hand, holding me in place and searing me with it's frosty bite. 12 trips for ice and three ice trays later, my wrist looked like this.

Not as red as before, but still pretty painful. I started to look for alternatives for ice. I'm not saying the ice wasn't helpful, but I some how imaged that freezing my hand into a deadened state wasn't going to help thing heal too quickly. So in my journeys I came across some real clay. I don't know where I heard this, but I some what remembered that clay was supposed to be good for burns. I think it absorbs the heat and controls the pain. I've never used clay for a burn so I thought I'd give it a try. Let me be the first to tell you that it worked. It was so amazing! Getting it on was a little painful, but it was well worth the result. My hand was cold, with no more help from ice and in the middle of a summer day. It was simply amazing. Although my hand looked a little strange. I told anyone that asked that I had a fatal skin disease. Can you blame me?

It's been 24 hours since this whole thing began. My wrist still hurts, but only when I move or directly touch it. Hopefully I'll be as good as new tomorrow. Thanks for reading. <3

First Degree Burn

In case you haven't heard yet, I've burned my hand in a violent Ramen accident. It feels like someone started a fire under my skin. The ice is melting faster then I can replace it. I upped the anti and added three more cubes. Now it feels like some lit a colder more painful fire, that's temperately smothering the first fire. Although if I remove the ice for even a moment the heat comes roaring back to life. A scorching reminder that it's still there.

There's also a nice red mark indicating where the boiling water had landed. A cute little physical reminder that I'm an idiot. It's so wonderful to know that I don't have to hide this news. A few people will be a little shocked, although most may have been expecting it.

Eventually my hand will go numb and I won't have to think about it anymore.

I'm sorry to bother you will my problems, but I wanted this moment to be preserved in history. 

So thank you.