It's official...I'm a cannibal. Yep, it's true. I was at lunch today with my dad enjoying a nice conversation and a good meal (a veggie sandwich, my fave), like we do every Thursday. As I bit down on my sandwich I guess I got a little aggressive and actually felt myself chomp into my hand. YES, IT'S TRUE! I BIT MY HAND!!! Enough to even make it bleed! WHAT IN THE WORLD IS WRONG WITH ME? Okay, don't answer that. I already know, I'm a freak. And now it is official and I thought I should show the pictures to prove it.
My dad got a good laugh out of that but then bought me some Garfield band aids to try and make me feel better. The rest of our time together consisted of me repeatedly telling him that I bit myself, I was in shock by the whole thing. And even thinking of it now makes my stomach turn and I can still feel my skin on my teeth...OH GROSS! Surprisingly (or not, maybe) I finished my sandwich...I didn't use my left hand though. I decided I had traumatized it enough. Seriously, I must have something against my poor left hand cause that is the same hand that I bit the finger on Tuesday.