My office is on the second floor, and there is this ledge along the whole floor (it's more of a loft than a true second floor). I was running my hand along it while looking for G on the first floor, but I failed to remember that we had a flag pinned up there once and the nails are still there. So I hit one and managed to rip out a hunk of flesh on my index finger. @_@ Fun!
In other news, I have insane dreams. Or at least last night's dream once I finished dreaming about my stupid online class was completely fucked up. Ask if you want more details, but know that it involved 1. me being someone else, specifically male, 2. a duck friend I picked up who could quack the TMNT cartoon theme and dance with me to it, 3. me falling down a waterfall, and 4. a town full of spooky people who'd booby-trapped their lake and wanted to kill me but were easily calmed by the strains of a quacking, dancing duck. @_@