Oh my body how I hurt thee, let me count the ways... Saturday: I walk out of a darkened box at the theatre and promptly fall face first down a small flight of steps leaving you with a bruised wrist (that gallantly saved my face), bruised knees and a bruised ego. Half the box comes to see if I'm ok while my little sister collapses on the floor in laughter. Sunday: I walk around in a semiconscious state walking shins first into speakers, hips first in countertops and head first into a kitchen cupboard. I do pledge to get more sleep. Monday: I carry a mango in a bowl with a sharp knife balanced on top (I begin to see my error) late last night (the revelation just keeps coming) from the kitchen to my favourite spot on the sofa. An ominous scraping sound and a sharp pain later I realise I've dropped aforementioned knife on my foot. Fortunately it landed between two toes inflicting only a small cut - though I guess I can't take any credit for such fortunate precision. I'll make a deal with you body... I'll stop beating you up if you burn calories faster!
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23 September 2008
Boiler Room Open Day
Please believe me I have two blog posts awaiting some work in my drafts resplendent with video evidence of the last few weeks but I've been a little brain dead since the 24-7 Home gathering (I actually dropped a knife on my foot last night). In lieu of their swift arrival in the cyber universe (the posts not my severed toes) I have this quick shameless plug below...
