I decided to write the numbers on Dark Stalk Paper™ instead of my forehead because I cannot see myself in the mirror anymore. Once I finished writing the numbers, a voice came to me and told me to cut a hole in my forehead and to place the paper within this hole.
I did it. It was excruciatingly painful. I passed out a couple of times, but I finally cut out a hole big enough to fit the paper inside my forehead. It was even more difficult because I could not see what I was doing since, I cannot see my reflection. A few times, I had to use my hand to feel around and see if the hole was big enough for the paper. It was pretty gross feeling inside my brain like that. Good thing I live alone in the middle of nowhere. Anyone remotely close to me would have heard the twenty-seven sounds of pain and agony I had to endure.