WOE.

[owlectomy]

Had a very very stressful day at the library - I ended up being on desk for six hours altogether, and a riot just about broke out the last hour I was there. And then, as I was on my way to the bus stop, I threw my bag over my shoulder...

And heard a snap somewhere around my right pinky finger. I don't know how it happened; I just know that if it turns out that I broke my finger with a Hello Kitty handbag, I will never live it down for as long as I live. But I might put it in a book.

Then I tried to get on the bus and it turned out I'd lost my Metrocard and had to walk the mile to the subway station.

I don't know that it's broken. It's swelly and painful, and I just don't have enough cope left to go to the ER because they wouldn't get through with me till after midnight. I'll try to go early in the morning before other people have had a chance to have emergencies. I'm icing it and taking Advil...

I still have so much left to pack. Such bad timing.

I knew my life had been going too well lately, but I thought it was the mob that was supposed to break fingers, rather than karma.