||[Sep. 9th, 2007|02:22 pm]
The Question Club
So during Thursday night out with the girls, after a few beers ... Dumb ass that I am, I managed to turn my head while making a gesture with my hand and smacked myself in the face. In the process, I left a gash in my chin from my thumbnail. It's since crusted over into a half inch wound that you cannot help but notice. Friday morning, I dropped something that rolled under the bed, and in my hungover state, I didn't notice the fairly large curious German Shepherd puppy perched on the edge of the bed. She jumped down to see what I was fishing out from under said bed, with her back feet coming down on my forehead, leaving a lovely lump that has since settled into a bruise that's the most gorgeous shades of blue, purple and green. Since there's no chance that any of this will be gone by tomorrow, TQC ... I need some kind of excuse to explain my injuries. Because the truth just sounds way to stupid. What excuse should I use? The wilder the better. |
*edit* For those who couldn't wait for me to finish dealing with the idiocy of my ex and I submit before I was finished typing.
*edit again* Bah! %^#&@!!!! I am not having a good day! I managed to post this as a comment instead of in the edit. Grr ... Sorry, guys. My nerves are shot today. I'm having serious problems with my ex. He will not leave me alone. And as I was typing this up, he called and I was trying to hit the off button on the answering machine so I didn't have to listen to any more of his bullshit. And as I was leaning forward to reach the machine, I hit my mouse and managed to click submit. I was going back to edit it when I started getting replies.