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Hate being so clumsy.

Tripped over the curb last night. Skinned both knees, twisted one ankle, and I'm covered in bruises. Booooo.
I hate when those inanimate objects attack! It's generally the foot of the bed attacking my shin, but it seems the curb really did a number on you. Did you kick it back just to let it know how upset you were?
 
I hate when those inanimate objects attack! It's generally the foot of the bed attacking my shin, but it seems the curb really did a number on you. Did you kick it back just to let it know how upset you were?

No, an eye for an eye is not my style :)
I just stayed on the ground for a minute convincing myself not to cry. I feel like I've been bashed though I'm that sore.
 

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PAIN :(:mad::mad::mad:

Scotch and painkillers FTW...

Every now and then I wake up and my right shoulder feels like there is a knife 3 inches deep in it. FMD.
 

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