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Washing up, I accidentally made a hole in my finger and barked it in two places, same motion, same knife. (You've heard barked in that context before, right? Like, barked knuckles? I haven't just made this up? Flatmate is dubious.) I fail at both washering uppering and first aid, since I found while rummaging through my first aid box the pill (which I never remembered to take) some valium (which I have no desire to take) some almost-morphine (which is really funny when I take) and some free condoms (which I have never had opportunity to use; probably for the best as penises make me hysterical). Plasters, on the other hand, sorely lacking. Found an action man one that I bought in 2000 for Reading festival, but I thought that might be a bad idea...