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Jun. 14th, 2011 01:23 amHopped in the shower after my run today, slipped, and jammed my foot under the metal drain plug thing. The good news is I didn't break anything, but the bad news is that I had to get two stitches in my right ring toe because of a goddamn shower accident (it is sharp under there! WHO KNEW?).
And then Boston scored twice and took out MayRay while I was in the car between the hospital and a television, and my hind brain insists that this only happened because I wasn't watching. The hind brain is superstitious without my consent.
Seriously, though, why are all my injuries ridiculous? Other than the epic football-related collarbone smash, every single one of my broken bones is either the result of me doing something moronic or a hazard of having two brothers (who do things that are moronic). This article suggests that it might be because I am secretly a baseball player.
But back to hockey:
( Cut for hockey )
...I cut my toe. :(
And then Boston scored twice and took out MayRay while I was in the car between the hospital and a television, and my hind brain insists that this only happened because I wasn't watching. The hind brain is superstitious without my consent.
Seriously, though, why are all my injuries ridiculous? Other than the epic football-related collarbone smash, every single one of my broken bones is either the result of me doing something moronic or a hazard of having two brothers (who do things that are moronic). This article suggests that it might be because I am secretly a baseball player.
But back to hockey:
( Cut for hockey )
...I cut my toe. :(
