Today...

I crashed my scooter. Hit a nice patch of black ice going down hill at 60 km/h. Lost control, started flipfloppin' all over the place, until finally, i was flung head first into the pavement, skidding along the ice like woody from toy story. Then my bike skid right ontop of my leg.

I got up to notice there was a girl at the bus stop, looking at me like i was an idiot. I didn't know what to do, so I just said "that hurt!" and she smiled and nodded awkwardly as i picked up my bike, and continued on my way.

I looked down at my knee, and realized i had skined that poor sucker right off, so i said fuck this, and drove home. I guess the adrenaline was still pumping on my ride home cause everything seemed fine, until i walked in the door, and realized, hey, i can't bend my leg! GREAT!

So i call up my mom and go to the walk in, get some x-rays and all that shit, luckely nothing is broken, i'm just severly beaten. there are bruises all the way down my leg and my hips hurt like a mother sucker...

Anyhow, so that was my day, i basically stayed home and watched movies and tried to not move, cause it hurts. I did try to go to the store to get some alcohol actually, but i stood up, and i was like, "there is no way i can get down my stairs, let alone walk a few blocks to the store" so yeah.