Friday night after finally getting to leave work (after 7pm) I headed down to join some friends at the local. The candle in the centre of the table started to fall, not wanting it to go ALL over me I tried to stop it's fall. I did. Stop the candle falling. I did not stop the wax from splashing out all over my arm. Not as painful as I expected it to be (by the next morning I was as right as rain) but still not the most pleasant thing ever.
It kind of looked / felt like I had a cast on.
Later that night I got home, ready to crawl into my nice, comfy clean bed and was greeted by this on my pillow:
EW!!!! It's was the size of my thumb! Gross!!
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