Seriously, I can't stop staring at it.

Yesterday I thought to myself, man, I haven't had an accident in the kitchen in forever. So, of course, I should have known I'd do something stupid like burn myself by touching the edge of a hot pan later on. I'm just awesome like that.

I don't know if this is gonna sound gross, but the blister I now have looks vaguely like there's a flesh-colored gummy worm stuck to my arm OMNOMNOM. The urge to poke at it is immense. But I must resist or else it'll pop and get infected or something.