I've had an unfortunate postal accident.

It's raining here, and the postman came. I decided to go and collect the post before it got rained on, so I found clothing suitable for outside then went to check. In the interest of expedience, I chose to eschew footwear.

The postbox was empty. In and of itself, not a problem. It's the trip back that was un-fun.

One foot slipped, meaning that the other one found itself hitting - fairly hard - a rock with no discernible sharp edges. It hurt some, and I came inside to find that a blunt rock has cut my left foot in four different places.

Grr, rock. Grr.

Date: 2006-01-17 04:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] liadlaith.livejournal.com
Oww. Poor you.

Date: 2006-01-17 05:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
Ow indeed, but it's not exactly crippling.

Date: 2006-01-17 05:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] leila82.livejournal.com
Oh dear, I hope you are OK. Make sure you disinfect the cuts.

Date: 2006-01-17 05:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
They were washed, disinfected and dressed in bright colours the moment I got back inside. :)

Date: 2006-01-17 05:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shaysdays.livejournal.com
I send the Starfish of Death to attack the evil rock!


Whiskey?

Date: 2006-01-17 05:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
The whole bottle? I'll share.

Date: 2006-01-17 06:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shaysdays.livejournal.com
Nah, the whole jar. There's whiskey in it, I hear.

Date: 2006-01-17 06:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
Whiskey? In the jar?

InnNnn-consheev-*hic*-ble.

Date: 2006-01-17 07:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shaysdays.livejournal.com
Hey! Don't bogart the whiskey...

Heeheee...boogers...

Date: 2006-01-17 07:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
I said I'd share... but maybe you've already had enough to drink. :)

Date: 2006-01-17 06:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] theshadowlurker.livejournal.com
I love the icon with that post.

Did the evil, evil rock turn you into a zombie by cutting up your foot?

Date: 2006-01-17 06:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
*tests*

Braiiiinns! BRAAAAAAINNNNSSSS! Oh, bugger that. Chocolate!

...

I guess not.

Date: 2006-01-17 07:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] theshadowlurker.livejournal.com
Darn. You could have been a rock zombie!

Date: 2006-01-17 07:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] theshadowlurker.livejournal.com
Yes, exactly.

Date: 2006-01-17 11:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ryttu3k.livejournal.com
Beats stepping on glass. It lodged inside my foot and kept cutting it from INSIDE. OWWY.

Date: 2006-01-18 06:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
I'm trying to decide whether that means you win or lose.

Date: 2006-01-18 06:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ryttu3k.livejournal.com
My foot lost :(

Date: 2006-01-18 01:41 pm (UTC)

Date: 2006-01-18 02:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
It might. How can we be sure, unless we question it?

Date: 2006-01-19 03:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eighthcloud.livejournal.com
Gorramn rocks, hurting Linda's feets. :/

Date: 2006-01-19 03:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
I'd kick it, but that'd just make things worse.

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