Ouch!

Somehow this morning, while shaving, I sliced a nice little filet out of my left index finger. I didn't know at the time, but wondered why there was blood on the floor of the shower. Then it started stinging. Then I looked at the blade and saw a flap of skin hanging out. Gross.

Contrary to popular belief, I don't actually shave my fingers. I really have no idea how it happened, but I must have swung the razor next to that finger or something and caught a piece of it. It bled like a SOB, though, even though it's not very big.

Now all the skin underneath is fresh and new and tingly. I wonder if that's what your skin feels like when you're first born. No wonder babies cry so much.