Well that's a picture of it.
I was fairly nervous today at work and it was just a nonstop barrage of people and angry customers and toothless Okies and apparently during all this post Christmas madness I managed to scratch my scar open.
Now it hurts and stings like a son of a bitch.
And you know what?
I love it.
I love it because I hate myself and I deserve to feel this pain. I just act funny and cocky to hide the fact that I just absolutely hate myself. And this pain on my hand is my punishment.
I hate myself for feeling like this about myself.
So THAT is why I am currently watching the awesome Weird Al comedy special on dvd to try and defuse my depressed anti-Steve feelings...
I don't think that it's working.
Cool shit, though. Funny as hell.
Seriously! I've seen him live four or five times now and each and every time it was absolutely amazing. I can't believe I loved him when I was like 8 and here I am watching him rock ass with my kids next to me, you know? Amazing stuff.
And did you know that his legendary cult film UHF was filmed entirely in Tulsa, Oklahoma?
I take that as fate.
Fuck the haters!
Mr. Steve can't be stopped!