I've been in one car accident - I had only had my license for about two weeks and was driving at night. Apparently, construction was going on in that part of town, but I had no idea, because someone ass had come along and removed all of the caution tape and cones. So I was driving along and all of a sudden my car goes into a ditch.

When I was a wee lass, I had put one of those little toddler chairs up on top of a fiver drawer dresser that was next to my bunk bed so I could be "queen of the room". My sister got jealous and yanked the leg of the chair, causing me to fall off the dresser and land my head into another corner of furniture. Stitches on the eyebrow. My eyebrow doesn't really grow there anymore.

My friend stepped on my finger with an ice skate when I was in the sixth grade.

In the fourth grade, my family and I went to my grandmother's for Christmas. I brushed past her glass coffee table to give her a hug on the couch and sat down to find my leg gushing blood. Gushing. Apparently, I had snagged it on a chipped corner of the table and didn't even feel it until I saw it. Oh, but that's not the worst part. The worst part was my grandmother jumping up to grab a container full of cayanne pepper to dump on the open wound to "stop the bleeding". Dumped the entire thing on my leg, and then the doctor had to clean it all out and separately stitch up my muscle, then my skin. I'm still prone to running into the corners of tables, though god knows why.

I broke my arm when I was sixteen working at Sonic. I was carrying shakes in both of my hands and thought a I was a little cutie patootie in my brand new pink coat I had bought that day. My feet came out from underneath me when I hit an ice patch and I landed on my ass, breaking my arm.

Those are all the major accidents I can think of. I've never been to space. I'm probably more likely to go to the bottom of the ocean than to go to space, if I have a choice.