InsaneJournal

Current mood:	sore
Current music:	regina spektor - flowers

Guess who fell on her way to work today? That's right, that would be me. You've been paying attention to the plot, haven't you? The freakin' hour it was snowing outside this morning and I happened to be out in it. Damn you and your never closing Aquarium! Seriously, who wants to go check out fish in weather like this? And drag their three year old along with them?

Our front steps are slate. Old slate, so they tend to tilt a little in the middle. If your not careful, one icy step and whoosh your butt is kissing concrete. I'm actually a little surprised I didn't hurt myself worse - as it is I spent all morning at work with completely soaked pants and unable to bend at any type of angle. And the worst part is having to tell people why you're lamenting the lack of appropriate seat cushions.

Me: I think I bruised my coccyx.
Coworker: Your what?
Me: ...My assbone.
Coworker: Oh. Good. 'Cause for a second there I was worried.


On a side note, I'd really like the writer's strike to be over so that I can have more Pushing Daisies. Don't get me wrong, I support their cause and wish them the best, but damn it, I need my pie. And corpses. See Neville in my icon? That's me with pie. ...And corpses.

*clutches her bum pathetically off-screen*