Ouch

I won't get into details as to why I stuck my hand through the office mail slot this morning. Let's just say it's not what you think, OK?

Anyway, I just got back from Sibley, where I received five stitches on the palm of my right hand. Apparently when my sister saw something other than a rent check poking through the slot this morning, she attacked. I swear, I think she files her dentures.

I hate her.