stupidity + sharp knife = ow

Last night I was improvising and recording.

For The North Country Maid I wanted the sound of bubbles being blown through water. I had a glass with water and a microphone so I only needed a straw.

All my straws at at the studio though. Luckily I had a pen with no ink left. All I had to do was use my Chinese cleaver to cut off the ends of it.

Which was fine up to the point I dragged the blade across my fingers rather than the pen.

It was quite bloody but didn't hurst as much as I thought it might. Although it doesn't look like it the cut to my forefinger is deeper than the one to my thumb.

Will I learn from this? Probably not.