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this is apparently a week of ow.
I thought I was done after ginormous dog allergies and my very first migraine (there should be greeting cards for that), but no. I fell in the street last night, twisting (or maybe actually straining) an ankle and gaining a giant knotty scrapey bump in my knee. Which, by the way, kinda looks like it still has bits of street in it. Um, ew.
Why am I embarrassed by injury, though? Do other people have this? Like, I went to lunch with a group of people knowing fully that it hurts to go up or even down stairs, and yet I did not insist we take the elevator. And generally, when I hurt myself, my first thought (after ow) is about who I think will be mad at me.
This seems pretty freaky to me.
Why am I embarrassed by injury, though? Do other people have this? Like, I went to lunch with a group of people knowing fully that it hurts to go up or even down stairs, and yet I did not insist we take the elevator. And generally, when I hurt myself, my first thought (after ow) is about who I think will be mad at me.
This seems pretty freaky to me.
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We are both crazy. :)
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not to imply that you are a drunk.
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in other slightly related news, the words "a drunk" bother me. does it bother you? people tend to use it to disparage alcoholics - who, you know, have a problem that the culture makes a lot of fun of. and then when you go and use it perfectly innocently to describe a person who is drunk, i'm all "eep!" - damned stupid offensive people, screwing up perfectly fine words for the rest of us.
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