blamebrampton | Strange day ...

It's been a long weekend here, and I have achieved perhaps one thing from my list of The Many Things I Must Do. Instead I have slept like a log for most of it and failed to finish my Darkfest fic.

Instead, I fell over on wet tiles at the shops and -- even with my ninja-like falling skills -- managed to give myself one hell of a bruise and gash to the calf; there was a vicious edge where some of the tiles and concrete had broken away. I strongly suspect that those tiles are not passed for external use, as it was a mild damp from the earlier rain, but there was no traction at all. And I'm not joking about the ninja-like falling skills. Years of riding, ballet and martial arts have perfected them, and I was rolling neatly to one side from the waist down, holding a coffee and two pastries upright with minimal spillage -- would have been fine if not for the broken edge gouging me.

I think I'll slap on a short skirt and go over and rant with a spot of bruise waving to see if I can get them to fix that. What if I'd been an OAP?

Anyway, I limped home, to find that two of my friends and their cute toddler were planning to descend on us. Which put an end to my writing plans. But then I received LJ notifications from three of people who had read one (different ones!) of my stories over the weekend and had nice things to say about them.

I have to say that this cheered me up immensely. After writing at the speed of glacial shift -- er classic glacial shift speed, not current -- I suddenly felt much more talented and much more competent. Comments, they are beautiful things!

Friends are happily ensconced, alcohol in hand, toddler in toddler nest, and trashy television keeping us from having to make any mental effort. Tomorrow night looks good for writing. Leg still hurts, though!

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Oh noes! First the Pilgrim Flu of Death and now the Tiles of Doom? Are you staging your own personal Ragnarok? *kisses it better*

Minimum spillage?! :O I AM IMPRESSED. You still got to eat the pastries and drink the coffee, then? I need ninja skills. Except, I'm lacking on the riding training part. I only have ballet and martial arts. I don't think playing football helps.

Good luck with writing.

Sue them! Like the dogs they are. Take photos. Of everything. In triplicate!

i am sorry that you fell, but the image i have in my head of your ability to salvage your coffee and pastries (because they MUST be salvaged, of course. body be damned.) just made me burst out laughing. now it's like...on a non-stop loop. i'm never going to get any wrok done. :D

awwwh! this really hasn't been a good couple of months for you with regards to your health, has it? [something i can relate to, sigh]. i hope the gash heals quickly and doesn't scar, and you should definitely complain about the wet tiles!

btw i really enjoyed reading this entry - it was very engaging and humorous. excellent way to start off my monday morning!

Ouch! Congrats on saving the coffee, but sorry about your leg. Hope it feels better soon.

Ouch!

*smites broken Brammers hurting thingies*

I has interwebs *clings* and a soft bed. My life may be worth living after all.

I think I need some of your fic. I feel so very out of things right now, but have a lot more mileage under the belt.

*hugs*

Hope you're feeling better soon. *blows kisses for your leg to get well*

Comments are wonderful things :) As the ass fest mod, i still receive everyone's comments, and even if the praise isn't for me, i get a happy feeling that I know people who are awesome :)

Hope the pain will go away soon and the toddler's presence won't bring any others :)

laughing, are the pastries really worth more than a potential injury? The coffee, yes, but the pastries?

Sleep is good, and if you're sleeping that hard, you probably need it. Glad you are starting to feel better after your brush with the Pilgrim Flu.

Well saved on the fall. I wish I had ninja falling skills. I managed to trip on nothing while crossing a major road the other week. I got out of the way of traffic all right but I think I must have landed putting most of my weight on the front (yes the front, no I don't know either) of my left hand and sprained it at the knuckles. Sigh. I hope you have success in your short-skirt-wearing and bruise-waving. They should definitely fix that.

As regards fic-praise, one of the few things actually in my LJ is a ~~epic squee~~ rec of Snatched. Not that anyone actually reads my LJ, but what does that have to do with anything? :oD

Right, I don't suppose, "Acquire bruise/gash on calf" was on your list of things to do. Ow. Hope you heal swiftly and get lots of writing done tomorrow!

Comments are wonderful things, since otherwise we are blind to whoever is on the other end of our words.

So generous of you to amuse us with tales of your injuries. Seriously, I hope you heal quickly. Knowing how to fall well sounds like an excellent skill to have; I wouldn't mind learning.

YOU LIVE A LIEF FULL to the power of 3 OF EXCITEMENT!

I hope that by tomorrooooooooooowww the ouchie will be reduced.

♥

You should have said somfin about those terrible tiles thou. STRONG WORDS and all. Maybe even fighting ones.

I have no ninja skills ATALL so I prolly woulda fallen on my bum, scorched myself wit the coffees and had pastries all over mah hairs. I woulda cried. Yep.

Finish the Darkfest fic? You mean you're already there? Meh. Don't mind me. I'm just in a bad mood because, at this rate, I'll probably drop out. *meep* I've never done that before. :(

Hm. I'd be probably jealous of your mad ninja skillz if I could only remember the last time I fell over. There, my life is boring even in the domestic accidents department. :P

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