...Well I guess I should have heard of them from you...
May 11, 2002 | 12:11 p.m.

Yesterday SAM came over to work on our English project. Since we were building a house out of wooden slabs, I thought it would be a good idea to reinforce the hot-glue-gunned sides with staples (from a staple gun). For anyone who knows me, please do not ever let me go near a staple gun EVER again. Luckily I did not shoot a staple into my hand but that doesn't mean I didn't get hurt.

The staples weren't going in the wood straight and looked kinda stupid so I decided to hammer them out. BAD IDEA. The hammering was going fine until I did something and one of the staples dragged across the top of my right index finger. I don't know if you've ever taken a good look at a staple gun staple but it looks like there are mini knives at the ends of each one. They are pointy and they are sharp. And they left a good sized cut on my finger. It's deep and it hurts and it didn't stop bleeding for about 5 minutes.

But other than that my weekend was pretty good. How was yours?

Me and Kris were watching Random Intelligence on MMUSA with Phantom Planet. She saw the California video for the first time and heard the song for the first time. Apparently she now likes them and wants to buy they're cd. I wonder how much that has to do with the music or the fact that Alex is really cute.

(I had to go back and correct my words that had too many letters in them. It's all my shaky-injured-finger's fault)

...pulled along :: pulled apart...