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* Razzlefrazzle * Took a big spill on the icy sidewalk outside the post office last night and landed square on my left knee, causing much pain and creating a hole in my second-favorite pair of pants. (Just a day after my favorite pair of pants met with an unrelated misfortune.
The knee didn't bother me at first, but the throb increased through the evening and would twinge loudly when I shifted positions during the night. Today it's not as bad, so I don't think I did any serious damage. We'll see how things develop, or don't, over the next day or two.
* Sigh * I disapprove of ice. Except when it's serving as habitat for polar wildlife. Or applied to a bruise. Or chilling a delicious beverage. Or ... actually, when it's doing anything but causing me pain, angst and trouble.
And just like that, I've given myself the "Ice Ice Baby" earworm. Will my troubles never end?
State O'Mind: Resigned
The knee didn't bother me at first, but the throb increased through the evening and would twinge loudly when I shifted positions during the night. Today it's not as bad, so I don't think I did any serious damage. We'll see how things develop, or don't, over the next day or two.
* Sigh * I disapprove of ice. Except when it's serving as habitat for polar wildlife. Or applied to a bruise. Or chilling a delicious beverage. Or ... actually, when it's doing anything but causing me pain, angst and trouble.
And just like that, I've given myself the "Ice Ice Baby" earworm. Will my troubles never end?
State O'Mind: Resigned
