I knew it was going to be cold returning home today from the store, but I did not expect to fall twice victim to the dastardly black ice while on the phone canceling my planned 24 hour adventure in Palo Alto. I very nearly stabbed my eye out with the iphone on the second incident, because apparently all this time in California has ruined me for icy adventures. I use to skate on this stuff back in Oregon in my sketchers! Oh how the less than mighty have fallen. And do not worry, I fell on the amply padded thigh and do not even appear to have bruises forming. Huzzah for fat? X3

Aunt #3 is heroically venturing down to Santa Clara to bring me groceries, pick up meds, and drop off new boots (Costco apparently has fake uggs?), so it is doubtful I'll be sojourning outside until Thursday late night, as Kol is stupid and did not realize my Friday/Saturday shifts began at 12am, not 12pm. Oh woes, oh woes. At least by then I'll surely be feeling better :D.  

Will update later with further amusements as I encounter them. But first, sleep <3.  

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You know, leaving work at 2AM is great and all for avoiding traffic, but when coupled with sinus meds really impairs your ability to walk down escalators. Or in my case, facilitates falling down the escalator. It was probably a good thing I was putting my helmet on already X3. (And yes it was only the last six or seven steps, but still, ouch).

Other war wounds of the night: cut across the back of my right hand (and I do mean across all of it-- it took two bandaids to cover tonight) , another mysterious cardboard cut across my left wrist, three bruises on my legs from moving evil storage bars, and cardboard burns on my right arm. I'm so sick and tired of cardboard X0000.

I don't want to go into work at noon. Someone save me ;_______;

I am such a wimp AND a klutz. XD

( Injury Pics (just wimpy bruising XD) )