>So I, um, somehow managed to gash my toe open this morning. No idea how I did it other than I did it in the shower (shades of Psycho there). Blood was (and actually still is) everywhere. Literally. In the bathroom, trailed all through the hall and by my bed.
Wonderful, just wonder-fucking-ful. And of course, CP just can’t be left out of anything even mildly bodily function related and has to complicate matters.
I really hate this time of year.