Hot Glue Sucks

So, being the genius that I am, and of course trying to play the uber-cool gay boy that I am as well, I totally fucked up. As usual.

So, there I was in Haynes (the art bldg on campus), with some friends working on our 3D organic objects. Don’t ask me why, but art schools have some sort of obsession with organic objects, because this is the second project that we’ve done (this time in a different medium) relating to an organic object. Anyhow, this project has to be completed using cardboard. I’ve discovered all sorts of new ways to manipulate cardboard for this project, not necessarily implementing that new knowledge well. While I’m creating the armature/skeleton for my banana meat, I hot-glue a cardboard disk… Oh wait, now I remember what it was. I was in the process of papier-macheing (sp?) some cardboard paper to my banana skeleton, and I wanted a stand for my banana so that it could dry while I worked on it. I had a left-over cut out from when I was making disks with holes in it, so I decided to kind-of make a stand out of that. Well, I get this big globby bit of glue that dripped from the cardboard onto my finger. Even on the “low heat” setting, hot glue is still amazingly HOT. So, instinctively, I put my finger in my mouth to cool it down, forgetting that there’s this big glob of still-hot glue on it. So, what started as a plan to reduce the pain, increased it tremendously by adhering my finger to my lower lip. As fast as possible, I pulled my finger and rapidly-cooling glue off my lip, taking some of that delicate lip skin with it. So now I have two blisters on my right hand, and a nice little dark red spot on my lower lip. This leaves my upper lip, feet, and left hand unscathed by the horrors of hot glue.

And I’m not sure if my plan to impress the extremely cute, potentially gay boy in the room worked. Actually, I don’t think it did. But he talked to *me* a lot, and smiled when we spoke. I don’t know, I always read too much into shit.