Monday, April 23, 2007

Ouch, yo.

So, yesterday, I was hanging with my brother and his band while they were practicing. Now, my brother likes to show off while he's playing guitar. He tends to flail around, and kick, and the like, while he's playing. Yesterday, while I was watching, he did something I didn't really expect. He thrust his guitar over his shoulder, head first. I didn't know he was going to do that. In other words, I got bashed in the face with the pointy end of a guitar (Lots of pointed edges on his guitars). I was hit on the right corner of my right eye. There's a small cut on my eyelid from the guitar. Had I been standing just a quarter of an inch to my right, the guitar would have hit me dead in the eye, and I would likely be missing one. Because of the cut, and the tears (Tear, in this case. Singular.) that naturally well up when one gets struck in the face with a guitar, everyone thought I really had lost an eye. It didn't really hurt as much as it apparently looked like it had. The damage, like I mentioned before, was minimal. Everyone was amazed that I took the blow without falling over or screaming my head off. My only response was a quick shout from just the surprise of the hit. The only tear was from the initial blow (I think I felt the edge of the guitar go in to my eye socket).

The singer for the band ran off immediately to grab some ice. It was a good thing he did, or else it would have swollen up much more than it has (Bruised even), and the cut would have looked much, much worse. As it is now, my eye is only slightly swollen on the far right side, and the cut is a little hard to see. The swelling causes a little discomfort when I look around, but that's nothing. I've taken hits much worse than that one with even less of a reaction. Examples: accidental self-laceration on a major artery on my ankle, 50 lb. weight dropped onto my neck, getting flung from a bike headfirst into a tree (Truth be told, that one knocked me unconscious and left me with a concussion. Didn't really hurt, though), and other injuries like that. Contemplating such things made me realize that I haven't broken a bone yet. I hope I haven't jinxed myself saying that.

My state tax return has already come in, and it's already gone. It was only around $150, so it didn't last very long. If the state has come in, then the federal shouldn't be too far off. Which is a relief. With it, I can finally get my Jeep back on the road. Anyone notice that my paragraphs get shorter as my entries carry on?

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