so i continued working. it was warm and i felt trickles of sweat on my forehead. i brushed the sweat away with my hand and i was somewhat horrified when i noticed my hand was covered in blood and not sweat.

so i ran to the bathroom to look in the mirror. gash right above my right eyebrow. pouring blood. it looked cool. [i'm a sick bastard sometimes.]

so i held some paper towel up to it. and it stopped so i continued working. then i ran to find a supervisor and our audio tech stops and says 'what the fuck happened to your head?' apparently it started bleeding again.

more paper towels.

finally i come up to my supervisor and he says 'nice! you should leave it bloody like that. looks cool!'

sometimes i love my job. in the strangest ways. [well, getting awesome catered food doesn't hurt either. hummus. tzaziki. pita bread. spinach pie. bread with tomato, mozzarella cheese and basil... dear god. and some oddly tasty ginger peach beverage] anyhow. like any wound that bleeds nonstop for half an hour, the actual cut is teeny tiny. i even took a photo when i got home from work..