okay, so this is what my news years was like...
i was woken up at about 1:30 by my boyfriend, i was still sleeping, he called me and went, "i'm on my way home and i cut my finger" i didn think anything of it. i told him "thats great. come see me when you get here". lol.
he called me back about 2 minutes later..."i'm almost home, and feeling really dizzy from blood loss. you want to wait outside for me?"

so i finally realize he actually hurt himself, i get outside. there is blood all over him and the car...I call his mom's bf, who was a medic in the army for many years, and in the house. soo he comes out, looks at it, tells us to get back in the car, we have to go to the ER because he thought he nicked the tendon.

So, 3 hours, a nicked tendon, and 5 stitches later we left the ER.

so...started off pretty crapily, but after that we hit a few partys, got home at about 4 in the morning and hit the hay.

so yeah. fun stuff. lol.