Now, I'll go into the sharp objects. I'm posting pictures of all of my sharp objects, and one of my dull ones :)
Meet the double headed axe
The hatchet
The sword. It's dull. I made it myself ^_^
My tiny little pocket knife :)
My boot knife. The one that I cut my foot on (hence, the injuries)
I got a credit card knife!
My pocket knife
Credit card knife, un-credit carded
My unsheathed boot knife
My replica Nazi dagger
My teeny tiny pocket knife when it's folded up
Unsheathed Nazi dagger
Folded in bigger pocket knife.
Hunting knife that I sliced my finger on--by accident--hence injuries!
Just to be utterly random, here's a tortilla heart!
And my mask. It helps me hide my emotions :p
Wound from hunting knife. It's been almost a week. Isn't it pretty? For some odd reason, I like my wounds, and scars. Weird huh? Then again...look who's talking.
Another view of my loverly finger.
Here's a picture of my foot. Can you see the scar? Ignore all the rough looking-ness. Just look for the scar.
And so I pointed at it to see if that helped in you finding it.
So, there you are. My...life (?) in a nutshell. Sharp objects, injuries, NCIS, and internet.
Oh wait, you're right, I hadn't mentioned NCIS. I watch NCIS and sharpen my knives...is that a bad sign? Eh, who cares, I'mma gonna do it anywho.
~Katie :)
