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Filler/dismemberment well kinda

I have yet to write my Horton wrap up but you know there are some technical difficulties that have put a blockade in my typing speed and ability.

Franken finger. Seeing part of yourself lying on a table is quite uneasing. I had to hold the little piece of my finger that the box cutter so sweetly hacked off for me, because I really didn't want it to go. It was strange. Kinda like holding a Tylenol but more organic, more soft. I used to be part of a livening organism but was now one of its own. I've heard people say hold yourself but really this was a step to far. I thought it was a nice keepsake for a while. Like when a kid has a mouse in its pocket or a bullfrog. "You wanna see whats in my pocket?" but sadly had to pitch it seeing that I was losing blood quite quickly and didn't know when it was going to stop. It took 2 hours if you want to know for it to finish. I still have the visual of the tiny hunk of me sitting on a metal ruler next to a sharp box cutter. I thought I was ok besides the obvious situation, but work had to take me to the hospital. That freaked me out because I thought I was fine but they worked me up to almost crying. Damn hysterical making society. The emergency room was going to take 4 hours we overheard. Scary emergency rooms. Lots of crazy emotions and the polarity between the stern hospital receptionist and the people pouring in begging to see their love ones and telling their horror stories and still can't go in. Very hard on the heartstrings. We ditched that place and I got fixed up. No stitches cause I just scalped off part of my middle finger. Red and Greg asked if I got any drugs out of this deal seeing that its on the work dollar but I didn't think of it. Lost to much blood or something. I named my fingers and now my band-aids look like koala heads cause they have ears kinda. That bitch who I was cutting shit for owns be candy or something. But she won't. Oh well now I'll just have an imperfect fire finger but who wants perfect fingers anyways.

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fucking weird, man... no drugs? no?.....drugs??? seriously... what am i supposed to do now?

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