May 06, 2010 11:57
I had a fucked up thought the other day: walking to ASDA, land of cheap food, I tripped over a pothole. They're everywhere in London. Footpaths are about as smooth as the Himalayas. Anyway, I tripped and nearly went over on my ankle, as you do. The completely random thought "Well, a broken ankle would have livened up my afternoon." went through my mind.
I know.
The hell?
My head. It is messed up. I don't even know where that came from.