I sliced my fingerpad on a sharp piece of copper wire during sculpture class today. It felt really cool…I mean, it hurt, but it was so interesting how cleanly it cut. And it wasn’t that deep, so I didn’t even know I did it for a few seconds. But anyway, it kind of made me happy, because my friend Jelli got me animal band-aids for Christmas. And I haven’t used them until now. And now I have a zebra-flavored band-aid on my pinky finger. And I even cut the sticky part so it would fit on my finger (the sticky part was too long and it would have actually stuck to the cut). I think it’s weird I’m getting so much enjoyment out of this…