Ouchies

For the second day straight, I managed to slice a finger open on something completely child-safe and innocuous. I eff'ing hate typing with bandaids on fingertips, please excuse typos...

And then there's the colour job done this eve on my left bicep. The Celtic hounds coursing 'round the sinister arm are no longer mere line-drawings, but actually have some contrast. Hopefully the planned brown outlines and gold highlights turn the proper colours, as right now everything looks red-ish. Bled a bit more freely than expected this time, p'raps I need some more spinach in my diet.