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ugh. i had a tiny cut on my thumb last week, not really noticeable. by tuesday, chicken processing day, it had closed up enough that i figured it was fine. i have ignored it ever since. it’s healed shut and has gone beyond the scabbed-over phase. it’s basically nonexistent, or so i thought.
yesterday i noticed it was pretty sore. today it’s pretty obviously swollen. god damn it, it’s infected. fucker. i did some self-surgery and tried to kind of re-open it, to drain whatever tiny internal abscess it’s forming, the stupid fucker. there was definitely something to drain, which is. problematic. anyway i’ve doused it in rubbing alcohol and neosporin and it’s under a band-aid now. grr.
the thing i was writing is… continuing, at least. i didn’t get much writing done at the farm but i’m plugging away. i am firmly convinced that nobody but me is going to want to read this, but at least it’s going to be a thing. i uh… mostly have a plot. maybe.
24,438 words [image is a screenshot of the word count].
oh and i still have the cold i caught in kyrgyzstan. it’s mostly just goo in my lungs now. i have the world’s stupidest lungs.
idk i just felt like i needed to write a life update.
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ugh. i had a tiny cut on my thumb last week, not really noticeable. by tuesday, chicken processing day, it had closed up enough that i figured it was fine. i have ignored it ever since. it’s healed shut and has gone beyond the scabbed-over phase. it’s basically nonexistent, or so i thought.
yesterday i noticed it was pretty sore. today it’s pretty obviously swollen. god damn it, it’s infected. fucker. i did some self-surgery and tried to kind of re-open it, to drain whatever tiny internal abscess it’s forming, the stupid fucker. there was definitely something to drain, which is. problematic. anyway i’ve doused it in rubbing alcohol and neosporin and it’s under a band-aid now. grr.
the thing i was writing is… continuing, at least. i didn’t get much writing done at the farm but i’m plugging away. i am firmly convinced that nobody but me is going to want to read this, but at least it’s going to be a thing. i uh… mostly have a plot. maybe.
24,438 words [image is a screenshot of the word count].
oh and i still have the cold i caught in kyrgyzstan. it’s mostly just goo in my lungs now. i have the world’s stupidest lungs.
idk i just felt like i needed to write a life update.
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Date: 2018-10-05 02:08 am (UTC)Hope your hand feels better soon!