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Tonight it's become intimately clear to me why opposable thumbs made us the coolest bags-of-mostly-water on the planet.

This remarkable clarity comes from almost cutting the end of my thumb off while chopping onions. ---Side note: In case you didn't know, onions are evil. They make you cry even after being refrigerated for three days. Obviously my constant tearing up around onions was a life-long warning that onions might one day ruin my opposable-thumb-superiority. Oh that I had heeded it!--- Now I have a big gross bandage made of gauze and about 4 band-aids haphazardly overlapped, covering my left thumb. Restricting thumb usage factor considerably. Add in the fact that my ear-aches from my sickness prevented me from sleeping last night... I'm kinda cranky right now. If you don't believe me, have a look at my pathetic first aid skills. Can we say lop-sided, anyone?

Oh well, it's keeping my parts together. And I'll say this about almost cutting your thumb off: though my nail's ruined, it actually doesn't hurt much. It's just... annoying. Abismally.