Shoulders and shins
It's been twenty-six hours since my uber-passionate kiss with that wall.
Hour 1, around 6pm yesterday: Wondered to Jouie why the doc in our clinic didn't check my eyes the way Carlisle did to Bella in Twilight. Jouie said it's because I didn't hit my head, I only hit my nose and mouth (LOL) and that girl in the clinic isn't the doctor, she was only a nurse.
Hour 5, around 10 pm yesterday: I always sit indian style in front of my laptop. Looked away from the screen long enough to discover a hickey-- I mean, a bruise-- on my upper inner thigh.
Hour 12, around 5am this morning: I finally felt a modicum of sleepiness (of course my sleep was screwed again; I spent the night playing Roller Coaster Tycoon 3 Platinum with Soaked! and Wild! It's great, isn't it!) and discovered I couldn't unsnap my bra by myself. Both shoulders were stuck.
Hour 12, 5:05: Discovered that my shins had also been affected by the kiss. 'Ow, ow' as I climbed into bed.
Hour 12 still, around five am still: Delayed reaction set in. I became suddenly and hugely conscious of how lucky I've been. I started blubbering and kept seeing that rush down that street, reliving my panic and terror at the weakness of the brakes. The route Jouie and I go on is mostly level, with inclines here and there just enough to make Jouie's thighs burn. We're lazy that way. For my part, I climb and go down this big hill to the clubhouse. It turned out that the big hill's slope was way gentler than that one which pushed me for the kiss.
Called Mom and hugged her. "That was so scary! I almost died!"
Puh-lease. Hehe. How embarrassing. Jouie and Onchie saw me.
Awhile ago: Took a bath. While heating water, I peeled off scab on my upper lip. Yes, I have a very shallow scrape there. It was more like a very tiny spot of sunburn. The dry skin peeled off whole. I'll have to keep it under Nivea Creme because of my regrettable and uncontrollable urge to peel.
More to peel on my right knee, left shin and right foot and toe (Scrapes and cuts that blossomed and stung). But much, much, much, much later.
Hour 1, around 6pm yesterday: Wondered to Jouie why the doc in our clinic didn't check my eyes the way Carlisle did to Bella in Twilight. Jouie said it's because I didn't hit my head, I only hit my nose and mouth (LOL) and that girl in the clinic isn't the doctor, she was only a nurse.
Hour 5, around 10 pm yesterday: I always sit indian style in front of my laptop. Looked away from the screen long enough to discover a hickey-- I mean, a bruise-- on my upper inner thigh.
Hour 12, around 5am this morning: I finally felt a modicum of sleepiness (of course my sleep was screwed again; I spent the night playing Roller Coaster Tycoon 3 Platinum with Soaked! and Wild! It's great, isn't it!) and discovered I couldn't unsnap my bra by myself. Both shoulders were stuck.
Hour 12, 5:05: Discovered that my shins had also been affected by the kiss. 'Ow, ow' as I climbed into bed.
Hour 12 still, around five am still: Delayed reaction set in. I became suddenly and hugely conscious of how lucky I've been. I started blubbering and kept seeing that rush down that street, reliving my panic and terror at the weakness of the brakes. The route Jouie and I go on is mostly level, with inclines here and there just enough to make Jouie's thighs burn. We're lazy that way. For my part, I climb and go down this big hill to the clubhouse. It turned out that the big hill's slope was way gentler than that one which pushed me for the kiss.
Called Mom and hugged her. "That was so scary! I almost died!"
Puh-lease. Hehe. How embarrassing. Jouie and Onchie saw me.
Awhile ago: Took a bath. While heating water, I peeled off scab on my upper lip. Yes, I have a very shallow scrape there. It was more like a very tiny spot of sunburn. The dry skin peeled off whole. I'll have to keep it under Nivea Creme because of my regrettable and uncontrollable urge to peel.
More to peel on my right knee, left shin and right foot and toe (Scrapes and cuts that blossomed and stung). But much, much, much, much later.