rubah
04-23-2009, 06:36 PM
I managed to give myself three booboos this week so far.
1) Tuesday: I tried to hold a door open with my foot. Turns out the doorsill is taller than my flipflops, so instead of bouncing harmlessly off my flipflops, it bounced off my toenail. Which bled. A lot.
2) Wednesday:
i) Noon: I am walking down some stairs and bite my tongue. Hard. Something that tastes suspiciously like blood fills my mouth.
ii) Dusk: I am in Creative Writing settling into a chair. I scoot the chair up to the table and smash my thumb between them. It swells and is bruised.
Then there's the mysterious bruise on the pad of my foot that makes it hard to walk right. *lesigh*
Stay safe, Eoffers.
1) Tuesday: I tried to hold a door open with my foot. Turns out the doorsill is taller than my flipflops, so instead of bouncing harmlessly off my flipflops, it bounced off my toenail. Which bled. A lot.
2) Wednesday:
i) Noon: I am walking down some stairs and bite my tongue. Hard. Something that tastes suspiciously like blood fills my mouth.
ii) Dusk: I am in Creative Writing settling into a chair. I scoot the chair up to the table and smash my thumb between them. It swells and is bruised.
Then there's the mysterious bruise on the pad of my foot that makes it hard to walk right. *lesigh*
Stay safe, Eoffers.