rursus vidit fulgorum illum lucis viridis oculos occaecantem
Only I could fall on my head and have my first worry be not “Do I have a concussion?!” but “Did my nose just break?! Please don’t let my nose be broken!!!”
On second thought, I’m willing to bet that at least 50% of the US female population would have gone that route too. (I'm no Anne Shirley, but I've sort of gotten used to my nose the way it is.) And I was pretty worried about the concussion aspect immediately after that. Am I redeemed?
...Okay, how about this: Only I would worry about getting a concussion from falling headfirst onto my bed.
Let us take a moment to reflect upon my total and utter fail.
I think I’m okay. My neck muscles are stiff and I feel like I'm wearing Cardassian neck prosthetics. My head feels kind of thick and achy, especially at the base of the skull, but it’s not a sharp pain. And my nose doesn’t actually hurt anymore, so I don’t think it’s broken. It looks normal. The bit at the tip is normally kind of red and knobby and wiggly anyway.
Um. I just seem to be having mobility issues lately. I slip on things in the subway. I trip on the stairs (although I blame this on my too-large flip-flops). I have trouble navigating around people everywhere. Look, body, I’ve seen half of One Litre of Tears and I DO NOT NEED THIS RIGHT NOW. OR EVER. *cries*
If Ryo were around to help me bear the pain, that would be a different matter.
CLEARLY I HAVE GONE INSANE. PLEASE SEND HELP. RACHEL, THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT.
In other news, I’ve just reached Caput V: Angiportum Diagonion in Harrius Potter et Philosophi Lapis. The book continues to be hilarious and fantastic for being in Latin. I continue to be pretentious and absurd for reading Latin on the subway.
On second thought, I’m willing to bet that at least 50% of the US female population would have gone that route too. (I'm no Anne Shirley, but I've sort of gotten used to my nose the way it is.) And I was pretty worried about the concussion aspect immediately after that. Am I redeemed?
...Okay, how about this: Only I would worry about getting a concussion from falling headfirst onto my bed.
Let us take a moment to reflect upon my total and utter fail.
I think I’m okay. My neck muscles are stiff and I feel like I'm wearing Cardassian neck prosthetics. My head feels kind of thick and achy, especially at the base of the skull, but it’s not a sharp pain. And my nose doesn’t actually hurt anymore, so I don’t think it’s broken. It looks normal. The bit at the tip is normally kind of red and knobby and wiggly anyway.
Um. I just seem to be having mobility issues lately. I slip on things in the subway. I trip on the stairs (although I blame this on my too-large flip-flops). I have trouble navigating around people everywhere. Look, body, I’ve seen half of One Litre of Tears and I DO NOT NEED THIS RIGHT NOW. OR EVER. *cries*
If Ryo were around to help me bear the pain, that would be a different matter.
CLEARLY I HAVE GONE INSANE. PLEASE SEND HELP. RACHEL, THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT.
In other news, I’ve just reached Caput V: Angiportum Diagonion in Harrius Potter et Philosophi Lapis. The book continues to be hilarious and fantastic for being in Latin. I continue to be pretentious and absurd for reading Latin on the subway.