After I took a fresh pair of socks out of my sock drawer, I closed the drawer, as I am acustomed to doing. But it did not close all the way and was left slightly ajar.

Not noticing this, I turned around and walked away from the drawer. But somehow while lifting my left foot to take a step, I cought the bottom edge of the drawer with my heel, and ripped of a pretty big chunk of skin. Needless to say it's been oozing blood for a few minutes now, and appears to not want to coagulate.
Which, if you had been paying attention at the begining of the story, is just not good news, since I was getting those socks for a reason. It was in order to put on my shoes, in order to leave the damn house. Now I'm stuck here, cursing the fact that I can't put my shoes on.

This weekend has sucked!