{ ow ow ow ow ow OW. }

[delga]

Oh, gravity. Say whut?

I'm saying: gravity and I? No longer friends. It's been brewing for a long time - I mean, come on, flying plant pots? That's just not cool. What kind of person is deserving of such cruelties?

I try to be brave, you know? Like, I know, life is tough and shit and all that. Life is hard, y'all. I try to give the benefit of doubt. A girl can be going through the slough, man. I know that. I know what that's about, holla.

But gravity made her feelings clear to me today. And what can you say at the end of it all but good luck and shit? I mean, a person can only try so much, truth? I got feelings too, yo. And my feelings are saying it's time to read the deck and fold. Gravity: you bitch. Go with god or Buddha or whatev. I can see now what you've been trying to tell me. WE IS OVER.

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Which is to say that I tripped over that fucking rug again, and fell flat on my face, and fuck if my knee isn't swelling. Jebus crisps.

Oh gosh, and now I have to cook, too. Oiskie.

Comments

[the-muppet.livejournal.com]

I still walk into my ceilings even though I've lived here for years. And yes, I mean ceilings. Attic flat = sloping ceilings and apparently I still forget they're there.

*hugs*

[delgaserasca.livejournal.com]

Oh man, I walk into every thing so I can see how that's possible.

I had to move the damn rug; The Dad was unimpressed but I had to save myself!

[delgaserasca.livejournal.com]

I miss y'all too. !!!!

I got attacked by a random plant pot. Out of NOWHERE. Fo'reals!

I don't know. Then I could chance flying away.

[delgaserasca.livejournal.com]

Hee, go ahead! You're really sweet to ask, lols.

[delgaserasca.livejournal.com]

Out of nowhere. I'm walking along and suddenly there's soil in my hair and things shattering. !!!!

Yeah, it's nothing; just a massive bruise. I fell hard. Evil rug has been moved!

[delgaserasca.livejournal.com]

Oh gosh, no! lols. The plant/plant pot incident is one and the same! Only one plant incident! Thankfully. (Those posters though...ooh.)

[melliyna.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

Speaking as someone who once managed to trip over on a entirely flat hockey field, yeah *ouch*

[wliberation.livejournal.com]

So, you and gravity, like, broke up? Who gets custody of the children?

Jokes aside, ouch, poor you! I hope your knee is alright.

[delgaserasca.livejournal.com]

We is OVA, biatch. Done diggety done.

Or something :)

Yeah, it's much better now. Apparently my body just massively overreacts (much like myself!) and swells up at the tiniest bruise.