The other day as I was coming downstairs I smacked my head on the little overhang/ceiling thing. Which is weird because it is like 5'7 up and I am 5'4. At any rate I hit it so hard it knocked me down and my man came to check on me. I was crying, tears streaming down my face and laughing hysterically saying "I am such a dumbass". I think he was confused but he rubbed my back and made me stay awake for a while.
Friday night I got a call from a friend at 3 a.m. She was crying because her man broke up with her. I told her I would come over. On my way out of my bedroom door I slipped and fell face first into the railing of the stairs. This time I didn't laugh or cry. I thought my nose was broken so I began thinking of the potential nose job options. Anyhow, it isn't broken, it does hurt like, well, smashing your face into a rail, and even though it is swollen, you can't notice because it was so damn big to start with. As if that didn't suck enough, now I can't have a Tori Spellingish excuse for a nose job, and one side of my nose it flat now. My man's nose is flat on one side where he hit himself with nunchucks when he was little and now I can't pick on him about it.
My wisdom teeth will be relocating on September 3rd from my mouth to a jar.
Friday night I got a call from a friend at 3 a.m. She was crying because her man broke up with her. I told her I would come over. On my way out of my bedroom door I slipped and fell face first into the railing of the stairs. This time I didn't laugh or cry. I thought my nose was broken so I began thinking of the potential nose job options. Anyhow, it isn't broken, it does hurt like, well, smashing your face into a rail, and even though it is swollen, you can't notice because it was so damn big to start with. As if that didn't suck enough, now I can't have a Tori Spellingish excuse for a nose job, and one side of my nose it flat now. My man's nose is flat on one side where he hit himself with nunchucks when he was little and now I can't pick on him about it.
My wisdom teeth will be relocating on September 3rd from my mouth to a jar.
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ok first off, you for sure were never going to get the axe. your post in hoisons journal the other day about being a cop in london and slapping brits faces with gloves...ahhahahaa...holy shit, i was literally cracking up out loud. and also i quote you like almost daily with the depressed assholeness. its so fitting.
hows the face? i think there is no greater pain then getting hit in the nose and my big shnoz gets in the way sometimes so i know.
hows everything else? im supposing everything is good with the boy? are you living together yet?
and your post reminded me why you wouldnt have gotten cut in the first place.
-julie
Hey, I remember you leaving at 3am, man, time flies, I thought that was last night, man, time flies.
And from what I understand, people don't really break their nose often, usually, it just needs to be re set, which is painful.
[Edited on Jul 25, 2004 5:58PM]