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So… the UFIL arrived safe sound this evening. We had a light dinner, got him unpacked, and sent him off to bed. Things mostly went well. Except for the part where I made a total ass of myself.

Not five minutes after he arrived, I tripped over the power cable to Edo’s laptop and went flying across the room. I landed face down on top of the papers and books I was carrying, and skinned my knees on the carpet.

Guess I won’t be wearing short skirts for a while. GODDAMMIT!!

My knees, in all their skinned up glory, after the jump. (more…)

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• Family Ties

So… I stayed up half the night baking and decorating a birthday cake for my mom. I’m not 100% satisfied with it (the writing looks like ass, I can do better), but I think it’s okay.

And frankly, I can’t afford to invest any more time into a cake that somehow has to make it all the way to the end of the R6 without being destroyed. It’s already had a near death experience: I tripped while moving it the four feet from the counter to the fridge. Lost my slipper, but saved the cake.

Anyway, I hope the damn thing still looks decent when I wake up tomorrow, though I doubt there will be much difference between my bleary-eyed vision now and four hours from now.

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Owww… it hurts everywhere.

I’m getting too old to be a clutz.

See yesterday’s post for further explanation.

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• Classic Ego

If you’ve ever met me in person, you probably noticed that I’m not the most… let’s say… graceful individual.

I’d been doing pretty well for a while (except for cracking my head on the corner of my desk two weeks ago). But today I made up for that big time.

On my way to work this morning, carrying a tote bag and a laptop bag, I tripped in the middle of the street and fell flat on my face.

Well, not really “on my face,” but face-first. Knocked my glasses off, though. And messed up my pants. The laptop survived.

Now I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking “Well, if she didn’t wear all her crazy shoes with all those high heels, she wouldn’t have tripped.”

But you’re WRONG. I was wearing SNEAKERS. And I wore them because I had to do a ton of walking today and I wanted to be COMFORTABLE.

Indeed.

And this was no minor stumble, my friends. I was laying flat on my stomach. In the middle of the street. Thankfully not a busy street, but still.

And of course there had to be people around, including the DHL guy who asked if I was okay. I managed to reply “Yep, just bruised my ego a little.” It was nice of him and all.

But what I really wanted to say was “No, I feel like I just got hit by a truck, but could you please go away and act like you never saw this?”

My chest still hurts, so I suppose I could have bruised a rib or two. I guess I’ll wait and see how I feel tomorrow.

Goddammit!

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I’m such a bad blogger. You can all feel free to cyber-bitchslap me. It’s not that I haven’t had anything to say… I’ve just found myself somehow incapable of typing it. Oh well. You’ll probably be hearing a bit more from me this week. For now, here are some of the fun and wild details of my crazy life… (more…)