fire_of_avalon

If you've paid attention to anything I've ever posted ever, you've realized a couple of things about me. The first is that I often speak in absolutes.

The second is that I'm really clumsy. I didn't really comprehend this aspect of myself until I was older - I guess I felt my scrapes and bruises and bumping into walls and falling down a lot were normal.

I'd like to tell you I grew out of it, but I'd be lying. Right now I have a scratch on my right arm, a bruise of unknown origin on my left calf, and owie thumb.

This is owie thumb:





Last night I got home (late, as usual) and was juggling.... my purse. And that's it. Let the door fall back (hurray gravity!) but somehow, and I don't even smurfing know how, my thumb got caught on the closing door... and got proper smashed.

I mean you can tell, right?

I immediately said smurf so loud a bird flew out of the woods behind the house across the valley. In the pitch black darkness.

I then screamed other obscenities.

Still hurts. A lot.