Limpy McGee

I was over at the Psychic Bunny offices on Wednesday night to see the premiere of the music video Doug directed that Frank, Danny, Laurel, and Jared starred in. The video was great and we hung out for awhile, drinking and watching whatever was on the shelf by the projector. At the end of the evening, I attempted to assist Doug in turning off the projector mounted on the ceiling, and everything went horribly wrong. I was up on the couch, reaching for the button, but then I pitched forward and scaped the length of my shin on the corner of a chair and also managed to headbutt Liz right in the face. I think we should all feel fortunate that I didn't rip the projector out of its moorings and then shred the screen on my way down to the floor.

Anyway, Liz was okay, but my leg was completely effed up. The pain has greatly ebbed, but I'm still kind of just limping around everywhere. In fact, I missed the bus yesterday because I couldn't make a dash for the stop when I noticed the bus arriving a couple of minutes early. It wasn't bleeding badly or anything when I checked it out right after I did it, but when I got home that night apparently some blood had pooled and dried in the shallow cut so it's all black and terrifying-looking. But it's mostly the bruising that hurts. So if you see me hobbling around like Long John Silver (although in all fairness, it doesn't hurt nearly as bad anymore for this to be likely), that's the reason why.