on a totally different note i have sliced off a significant chunk of my right middle finger by a freak accident the details of which i refuse to disclose. echoes of von's scissors essay, only no one is around prophesising that it means i'll be the first one in the family to get tenure.

am having a hard time writing, typing, using a touchpad, trackpoint or chopsticks. guess i'll just sit here for the rest of the weekend bleeding to an unladylike death and reading dombey and son.