about an hour after work started it was like any other. doing green peppers listening to rich talk about whatever game he's playing. then all the sudden i knew knew it was bad. i cut my finger -- very deep with one of my own sandoku knives. razor sharp. even cut my fingernail partially. i had a panic attack that lasted almost an hour. i just wanted to die. all i could think about was my wife, my best friend. i went home, i really could have used stitches. no insurance so no stitches. i fear more than death finger injuries. i'm so careful always, i feel horrible to let my employer down, and my wife. i can't do anything.  you should see this layout of hands on the keyboard i'm using atm its horrible. and with all this commotion i geta  call from brian just now.  someone's car flipped and he's on the way to the hospital. i think it was his woman.  car flipped can't be good. he's on the way to the ER now to see her i think. i told him to call me but he wasn't. i hope she doesn't come out too bad.  45 south north of holy hill is a speed zone -- i hope she is ok.  melissa is a nice woman. he jus texted now said he'll call in a bit.  it was mel. she's being rushed to the ER. i hope she is ok.  i hope to see my wife soon too.  i'm vacuuming cos i feel worthless.  no tags, no music, no title. i don't feel human EDIT: brian said mels car rolled five times, but she's ok.  whoever is too proud to wear a seatbelt can know brians love would be dead without hers.