What the hell is it with me and things that involve my hands this month? My RSI is flared up. Two weeks ago I burned my fingers. Last night I crushed a fingertip in the truck door. The crowning achievement of tonight was when I lost one of my nicely insulated driving gloves. I thought I had them both in my back pocket when I left the old apartment, yet when I arrived at the new place I was only in the company of one glove. I have scoured the cab of the pickup, and there is only that one lonely glove. I guess that makes me the new Prince of Pop, or something.
I'm starting to fear what this trend might mean for me tomorrow.