April 5, 2011

Lesson Learned

I learned yesterday what it's like to slice my finger open. Not the most fun experience. I don't think I'll be trying it again. Dad made fun of me, making jokes about me not being able to be a piano player now or not being able to type on a keyboard. Karma kicked in a couple hours later and Dad ended up with an even bigger bandage (and worse cut) on his thumb.

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