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Wipe Out
• Tuesday, September 13, 2005 • 11:24 PM
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Well, I had plans to post yesterday, but last night sucked and I ended up not getting home until about 1 a.m. and so I just went to sleep. I decided to go rollerblading on the quad to try out my crazy new helmet:

I haven't worn a helmet for years, but I decided that maybe I should. I also got some new work out clothing, but unfortunately, my new pants don't have pockets. So, I foolishly tied the car key to my skate. It got flung off of my skate somewhere.
Right after I lost my key, I managed to wipe out into an evergreen shrub. I came around a corner, and to avoid a pedestrian I skated on the edge of the walkway which was bordered by bricks. I got my foot got caught in one of the cracks between the bricks and flew into the shrub. Then, I had some weird allergic reaction to the evergreen shrub. My arm looked really weird. It didn't really hurt or anything though. It just looked scary. Also, the pedestrian lady looked pretty freaked out.
Luckily, one of the campus buildings was open and I found a free phone to call my boyfriend to come and get me. When he arrived, he said that he couldn't find the spare key, so we had to look all over for the one I lost. We never did find it. We ended up finding the spare key at home in the end though. All in all, it just sucked.
Today was a lot better though. It rained, so I wasn't even tempted to try to blade again. Which is probably good for now. Mr. Mister also got to come home from the vet yesterday. He seems to be feeling a lot better. He also seems very glad to be home. He's been purring a lot and he's actually eating on his own now. They had to force feed him at the vet.
Wipe Out Update:
I told my co-worker about my skating wipeout today and I made her laugh really hard. I'm glad that I can make people laugh hysterically. Really. I am. That's my contribution to the world. I also admitted that I dance on my skates, which led to a conversation about dancing/singing in store isles. Apparently, we've both been caught singing and/or dancing while grocery shopping. I'm glad I'm not the only one.
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