(COPY AND PASTE FROM dA)
Motherfucker.

I was helping my mom park, but the car got wedged and the trash can hanging from god-knows-where, yeah the building things that hold carts in the parking lot. The trash can was hanging from there.

I was holding the trash can so the car could move and my mom fuckin' moves so fast I can't move my hands and the mirror near the window hit my fingers and crushed them against the trashcan.

So yeah, my right index and middle finger are swollen and aching.

So I refuse to draw.

Probably all better tomorrow.

And my mom's all "Stop sulking. Go to Yoga class"

Yeah my fingers are throbbing, and how does she expect me to hold the Tree pose if I can't even feel the joints?

Hiatus from LIFE, BEGIN!

~Laika