A Ball of Bad Luck

It's my mom's birthday today (Happy Birthday, Mom and Jason!) and I seem to be the one with all the bad luck. I probaby sucked it all from her so she could have a good day and, ironically, she did. Among all the crappy things that happened, the worst was cutting my finger. It's bad and weird at the same time because I cut it on the TOP of this rock 'n' chop knife - so, not the blade, but the top of the blade where you're supposed to push down. I pushed too hard, my finger slipped, and the blunt part of the knife sliced right into my knuckle. Bizarrely enough, it doesn't hurt. But I got the good bandaids, so it should heal right up.