I ve cut myself... Not on purpose... but still... I m bleeding all the same.

You see... I dropped my favourite mug... I got it from a fan...

Yes I do use what fans send me... if It can be used that is. Some of the things I receive and completely useless... though I hate to say such things.

Back to the subject at hand.

I dropped it... and it smashed. Of course I took a photo... this was something I d have to talk about in the blog...

Fans like to know these things.

And so after the picture it taken I start to clean up the shards.

But as I reach for another piece Moco barks at something, making me jump and lose my balance, the shard of ceramic cutting the palm of my hand.

Well... I won t be playing guitar for a while it seems.

I don t blame Moco. He s just a dog. It s not his fault.

But now my hands I bleeding... I m not really a big fan of blood...

But I calmly go to the bathroom, washing and bandaging the wound. I think go and finish clearing up the broken pieces.

Once I m gone and pet Moco, letting my pet know I m ok.

Then I call Aiji, telling him about my hand and how we ll have to postpone recording my guitar parts until I ve healed enough.

He s a little annoyed but accepts it. He knows it can t be helped. And he doesn t want me to be in pain.

He s a good friend. And an even better Lover.