So I was sparring with my brother. I don't know if that's the right term for 'practicing with swords', but it's an accurate enough term.
So, partway through the fight, I miss a block or something and get a straight impact to my head. The top of my head. Ow.
I held my head for a little and then removed it to find blood. Yes. I was drawing blood. I guess it can be expected, but ow...who would have guessed that wooden swords hurt?
And then he has the balls to try to take blame off of himself. He's like "how can something like this cause you to bleed?" and "maybe you just messed with your pimples or something". He also wonders why I'm mad at this point.
So that was my day. I can't wait for the weekend.