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I had a bit of unexpected (and unwanted) excitement yesterday. I cut two fingers on the blade of the paper cutter at work. I had to go to the emergency room where I waited for over an hour reading American Psycho as I held a piece of bloody gauze over my wounds. I ended up having to get three stitches on the little finger of my right hand as well as a tetanus shot. Dear me. It hurts pretty bad today but nothing I can’t handle.

This afternoon I got a call that the receptionist who works my shift 4 days a week quit so starting next week I’ll be working four days a week rather than three, which will be nice. It will give me a bit of extra $$$$ (which I need as I impulse bought the complete works on Bret Easton Ellis on my credit card) but I’ll still have enough time off to run errands for my grandmother and take care of stuff around the house.



Jul. 30th, 2010 01:22 am (UTC)
Hope your fingers are doing okay!!

Oh man, American Psycho. That book and I have a history and not in a good way. Way back when I was 17 and innocent and in love with the tall dark and mysterious 18 year old bass player, he looooooved that book, so I undertook to read it, and was quite promptly grossed out and gave it back. It should have been a sign really, but I kept dating him for 5 years and that did not end well, let me tell you. I don't know what I would think of it now, honestly - seeing as I've seen/heard/read things on par with it, disturbance wise, but I'm still disinclined to read it just because it reminds me of him and he was such a douche.
Jul. 31st, 2010 04:33 pm (UTC)

I tried reading American Psycho back when I was a freshmen in college (1990 or 1991) and it freaked me the hell out. I was too disgusted to finish it. During the many years since I've gone through periods where I've subjected myself to the most extreme violent movies I can find so I'll see if I'm any better at handling the gore.

It's hard to disassociate douche bag ex's from the things they like. My ex introduced me to Nick Cave's music and I really had to struggle to get to the point where I could listen to it again without associating it with him.