the craziest things

they seem to happen to me very much these days.
take today for instance:  i was getting dressed this morning - ok, ok, it was like 11, but that still counts as morning!
anyways. i was getting dressed and i scratched my belly - almost belly button!! or something!  i don't even know what happened!  the next thing i know is that this tiny little scratch is bleeding everywhere, and if i don't do something i'm going to bleed all over my non-replaceable (so as not to sound ridiculous with the use of "irriplacable", although i really don't actually know how to spell either....). 
anyways.  all over my my shirt.  i'm going to bleed all over my shirt that i bought in england in brighton in the lanes, and i'm almost completely sure they don't mass produce things in those shops. 

so i did what any sensible person would do.  i put a bandaid on it!  and not just any bandaid - a princess one that i for some reason felt the need to buy while i was in denmark in copenhagen...