Every year or so I manage to fall down a handful of steps and very mildly injure myself. Stone cold sober; just a fuckin' klutz. Better than less frequent but more injurious falls, at least.
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Every year or so I manage to fall down a handful of steps and very mildly injure myself. Stone cold sober; just a fuckin' klutz. Better than less frequent but more injurious falls, at least.
Just tripped and ate shit so hard lmao
Had a day of all my joints being super loose and fucked up and had to be really careful doing everything which made me realize how much i throw myself against/into things and rely on momentum rather than precision to do lots of stuff like open doors, get into cars, sit/stand, etc. Also goes to show id be a really bad lab rat. Like...
*throws myself against door to open it* *intense pain* *2 minutes later need to come back inside* *holds onto handle twists myself to one side and does a somewhat controlled fall* *intense pain* *realizes i forgot something and throws myself against the door to open it again*
Hey Freeman? I DEFINITELY was not the one to tell you this, but... I think G might be feeling a bit suicidal. As in, actively has a plan for it. So, uh, whatever you want to do with that info.
Everything hurts.
However, given that I just completed the Race to the King ultramarathon (walking 53.3 miles non-stop, overnight), this is to be expected. If anything, I’ve got off pretty lightly - minimal blisters, no permanent knee damage, no grazes, sprains, breaks...
Now please excuse me while I sleep for 12 hours.
I fucking hit the high note in Showbiz!!
..I mean, it sounded shit, and I didn’t hold it, but I hit it
At least today's fiasco is to do with me and not Frisbee. Was going downstairs to make myself a sandwich, wearing fresh socks. Slipped on the penultimate stair, landed pretty hard on my right shoulder and seem to have sprained it.
Took both acetaminophen and naproxen and while it still hurts like a bastard I'm at least convinced there's no fracture.
Was gonna go see a month old baby a couple of friends of ours had today but I don't think I'm up to the trip anymore. :<