Flaming Pain

Tunes I'm Groovin' To : Couldn't Stand The Weather - SRV

I’m so not cool. I’m such a dork. I do such dumb stuff where I end up looking abused.

I went for a smoke break (yes I’m still smoking – shup) this morning, brought out my headphones so I could have my zone moment and get myself back on a focused happy track. The tunes are groovin in my ears, I’ve got a good bounce going and I’m feeling loads better already. Then I spot HER out of the corner of my eye. There’s no dislike for this woman, just a desire to avoid her loud chattiness while my vibe is returning.

In my brilliance I figure I’ll hide in the back of the OPEN Jeep. I’m mildly panicked with the fear of talking with her looming ahead but I figure it to be a great plan regardless. There’s nothing like behaving like a five year old to instil respect from your peers. As I’m trying to casually maneuver myself into a non existent trunk area and avoid burning myself AND keep my tunage attached to my head…

WHAM!!

I bashed my fucking elbow hard into some evil metal corner with a thrill to maim AND the woman I had been trying to avoid walked up to the vehicle. I was trying so hard to act nonchalant, as if it’s normal behaviour to try squishing into a teeny OPEN compartment while smoking and SOBER. Rubbing it and rocking back and forth was a tip off I’m sure but the chatty woman acted as if she hadn’t noticed. (At least she has manners, unlike me) There were no tears although I really wanted to cry and scream “FUCK OW OW FUCK SHIT FUCK OW OW OW!!”

Such a doofus…

My elbow has a big goose egg on it and it’s already starting to turn a fascinating shade of purple-ish blue.

I gotta go. =)

Harry who?

Night Fuckers. Sleep sweet and pervy dreams.