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Saturday, June 18, 2005

Just when you thought it was safe...

I injured myself getting into my car today. I opened the door and promptly thwacked the side of my head (right on the temple, which hurts like a BITCH) on the side/roof of my car as I attempted to board the vehicle. (Yes, "thwack" would be the most accurate description of the action taken and subsequent sound made by my head.) I didn't actually lose consciousness, but my vision did get a little fuzzy for a few seconds. I briefly contemplated whether or not I was okay to drive but ended up deciding to suck it up and drive for my pride's sake. ("Um, hi. Could you come pick me up? I hit my head really hard on my car, and I don't think I can drive now." Riiiight.)

I don't have a bump on my head (probably because I hit it where there's not much skull, so my BRAIN absorbed most of the impact), but I've got a gnarly headache and a severely wounded sense of dignity.

Sometimes it hurts to be tall.

*On a totally unrelated note, Charmin may be soft, but it is The Devil's Toilet Paper because it leaves copious butt-lint.

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