Day Two (well, sort of the same day since i haven't gone to sleep yet, but still. i can give a Further Day Two update later tonight when i wake up, but come on, it's after 5am and like, so much time has past, plus i've worked on it a bit):

today was rough. i worked on the splinter fingernail with a fingernail clipper and i really got that sucker cut down. unfortunately, the splinter is still nowhere near tweezer reach, so mostly i just press the top of my fingernail and see if the pain i feel when i do that is more than the pain i felt the last time i pressed the top of my fingernail.

i sterilize a safety pin much like i did the exacto knife the last time i did amateur surgery and tried to push the skin that surrounds the entry site away from the splinter so i might coax it out, but the safety pin, though cute with it's little ducky at the top, was too fucking thick for that plan to really work out.

mostly it hurt today when i played drums for the first time and it totally rocked and i totally sucked and it was totally fun and i totally can't wait to do it again. except while i was drumming a mosquito got caught in my pants (I KNOW, RIGHT? HOW DID THAT HAPPEN? WHAT THE HELL??) and now i have several very uncomfortable and very large welts all over my hips and on the sides of my ass. i know, right? how fucked up is that? i mean, it's not enough that i have a fucking TREE stuck under my fingernail, but now i have mosquito poison giving me the itchies on my hip and ass region. stupid iowa bugs. california mosquitos new better than to fuck with me, and besides that we had mosquito hawks out there.

WHERE THE HELL ARE THE IOWAN MOSQUITO HAWKS? ARE YOU ALL ON VACATION? DO I HAVE TO CONTACT THE UNION?

GOD, IF YOU'RE LID'NIN, HAYYYYLP.

and then, AND THEN~! my finger just got worse when i watched three of the worst movies ever. i mean, "holy crap, i can't believe i just sat through that".

that happened THREE TIMES TONIGHT PEOPLE.

do you know how much worse a splinter under your fingernail hurts when you are watching bad movies?

it's completely fucking unreal.

i mean, the first two were completely horrific. even zach galifinakis, one of the raddest men ever, could not save the second one. THAT IS BAD. the third, which was only marginally bad, crapped out during the "everythign comes together and the good guy gets the girl and the bad guy gets the shaft" part, so like, the one scene in the movie that could have made the whole thing go from marginally bad to ok-so-i-don't-get-those-two-hours-back-but-at-least-it-wasn't-as-bad-as-"loser" was completely missing, which made the whole fucking exercise that much worse.

AND IT MADE MY FINGER HURT LIKE NUTS. no, not like "nuts", but like "NUTZ".

i think i am going to go downstairs, put on some nice soothing unwound on the headphones, play a little spider solitaire (because i really can't fall asleep now without it being light outside) and call it a night.

a morning.

night.

mourning.