Thursday, February 05, 2004
That smarts.
I really hurt myself this time. I lost my footing on Dion and Megan's bunk bed on Monday.
I fell back onto the desk corner, which scraped some skin off my back. It also knocked the wind out of me, and flipped me over. As I fell onto the floor face first now, my left ankle slammed into the bottom slats of the bed, causing some nice soreness for later. I can ski blues all over Taos, but I can't exit a bunk bed. Yes, all of this happened because I'm a moron. Check out my Super Bowl pics!
Yikes!! That is a really close up pic of your boo boo. I hope Andy is helping you take care of it. That is between his dance lessons. I know he is getting ready to boogie at the wedding. Get in line, girls, to get down with Agile Andy!
Be careful on escalators too, Nick. I think Dion is counting on a groom with all his toes!
Posted by: yo mama at February 5, 2004 01:08 PMyeeeooowwch!
I guess we can consider Akash one-upped?
err... good work? (I guess...) Try to stay mostly vertical when exiting bunk beds in the future. You're going to need all internal organs and limbs functional until we can figure out how to upload our consciousnesses onto some network.
yes. I am a dork.
by the way, the phrase "chicks dig scars!" is only applicable to those of us who are still searching... and are stupid. You sir, are neither.
Posted by: Dan at February 5, 2004 04:43 PMI was there when it happened. He screamed like a girl, well it wasn't quite a scream more like a gurgle and a high pitched whine. It was entertaining but very, very gross. There was blood and skin on the corner of the desk, that was nasty.
Posted by: Megan at February 6, 2004 09:44 PMMegan! You are so mean to the poor baby! It scared me so bad. I thought he had a hole in his back. I don't blame him for lying on the ground moaning for a while. His fall shook the whole apartment.
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Posted by: Dion at January 10, 2005 05:32 PMThere are too many complaints on the Internet these days. We all
seem to be bitching about something. It's either those damned 13 year olds
that are bringing the intelligent World Wide Web to its metaphorical knees.
Or it's something about how your e-friend club kicked you out despite years
of dedication and service. People are bitching because they are banned and
because other people haven't been banned yet.
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