gender: SG
age: 24 (Jul 24, 1988)
occupation: zombie hunter
heroes: Your mom.
gets me hot: Cupcakes....with sprinkles.
sign: Leo
makes me sad: Being treated unfairly.
stats: I am a meat Popsicle.
body mods: too many to count
crush: myself
makes me happy: spontaneity, tattooing, silly randomness, fans, wailing away on my drum set, road trips, trying new things, gifts, surfing, disgustingly nasty horror flicks, my massively expansive DVD collection, shopping, being in control, meeting kind new people, smoking my camel wides, a good bargain, and fresh sushi.
fantasy: Freedom
i lost my virginity: to myself.
While I was in LA on Friday April 20th I was hit by a car while skateboarding through a crosswalk.
20 stitches in my left knee. No broken bones.
What is in the spoilers below is not for the faint of heart.
*spoilers*
I went down to LA Friday with about 30 friends and 4 bands from Oakland for Culture Shock Fest. I was there maybe 2 hours before the accident happened. I was on my friends skateboard heading from the van to my buddies house a block away, crossing the crosswalk, when a car comes outta nowhere. I didn't have time to stop or get outta the way. I smashed into the car and bounced off it and hit the pavement.
Somehow with my super human strength (or with a tremendous amount of adrenalin from the shock) I was able to get up, grab my board, and walk to the curb and lay down. All I can remember saying is "Oooooohh fuck," looking at the bone in my knee from the inch and a half deep gash, "I hope they won't have to take out a chunk of my ass to fix this."
I can't remember much else. I guess I made a fuss with the LAPD 'cause I wouldn't give a statement. I must have been looped out of my mind, and rightfully so considering my head was gushing blood. My friend saw the whole thing and made a statement. The police took away the drivers car for 30 days, and my friends told me they talked mad shit to her because she was crying feeling sorry for herself, not having the convenience of a car to go to work, while I was being loaded into the firetruck and taken to the ER. Well at least she can WALK to work.
I am on a whole mess of drugs. 2 kinds of antibiotics, and 2 kinds of pain killers. I'm in a leg brace and using crutches. Doctor said as long as I don't get an infection the stitches should come out in 2 weeks. For the record, the care I received in LA was no where near as decent as the care I got in Oakland. Maybe it's common practice to treat all patients with no insurance this way. They didn't want...
20 stitches in my left knee. No broken bones.
What is in the spoilers below is not for the faint of heart.
*spoilers*
I went down to LA Friday with about 30 friends and 4 bands from Oakland for Culture Shock Fest. I was there maybe 2 hours before the accident happened. I was on my friends skateboard heading from the van to my buddies house a block away, crossing the crosswalk, when a car comes outta nowhere. I didn't have time to stop or get outta the way. I smashed into the car and bounced off it and hit the pavement.
Somehow with my super human strength (or with a tremendous amount of adrenalin from the shock) I was able to get up, grab my board, and walk to the curb and lay down. All I can remember saying is "Oooooohh fuck," looking at the bone in my knee from the inch and a half deep gash, "I hope they won't have to take out a chunk of my ass to fix this."
I can't remember much else. I guess I made a fuss with the LAPD 'cause I wouldn't give a statement. I must have been looped out of my mind, and rightfully so considering my head was gushing blood. My friend saw the whole thing and made a statement. The police took away the drivers car for 30 days, and my friends told me they talked mad shit to her because she was crying feeling sorry for herself, not having the convenience of a car to go to work, while I was being loaded into the firetruck and taken to the ER. Well at least she can WALK to work.
I am on a whole mess of drugs. 2 kinds of antibiotics, and 2 kinds of pain killers. I'm in a leg brace and using crutches. Doctor said as long as I don't get an infection the stitches should come out in 2 weeks. For the record, the care I received in LA was no where near as decent as the care I got in Oakland. Maybe it's common practice to treat all patients with no insurance this way. They didn't want...






































