Stabby stabby

I had my first librarical injury. While volunteering in the conservation library, I managed to stab myself in the thumb (behind the nail, not on the pad) with a pair of small pointy scissors. I absolutely cannot believe how much I bled. Seriously.

That got me thinking about the last time I gushed blood from my hand. It was, I think, almost exactly five years ago that I cut off the end of a finger with a giant paper cutter. (Mom, do you remember?)

So yeah. I should be good on the book-injury front for a while. I hope I’m immune to paper cuts now. Oh, and I managed to not bleed on the book I was fixing.