I know what you did last weekend...
Well I wish someone would tell me!
For the last few days I've been sporting this egg sized bruise on my upper thigh and frankly, I have no idea how it got there. Did some fun-loving lunatic take my body out for a spin over the weekend and not let me know? Wish they'd taken me since there is nothing I can recall doing over the weekend that would warrant ending up with this big black shiner on my thigh.
Lecture at local Uni? Not there.
House cleaning Saturday? Nope, nothing there. Too high to be edge of the bed smacking while vaccuuming.
Saturday night dinner with folks? Um, not unless my brother king hit me in the thigh.
Sunday on the couch watching DVD? I have a super soft couch, there is nothing there thay could have done it.
Monday drive in the country? I was sitting in a car, on my own seat. Nope couldn't have been that.
And before anyone makes a comment about my crap, quiet weekend, dont go there. It ended a crap work week and I needed the quiet. Except some sod who got me all bruised up obviously didn't.
Ever get phantom bruises and war wounds that just appear?
For the last few days I've been sporting this egg sized bruise on my upper thigh and frankly, I have no idea how it got there. Did some fun-loving lunatic take my body out for a spin over the weekend and not let me know? Wish they'd taken me since there is nothing I can recall doing over the weekend that would warrant ending up with this big black shiner on my thigh.
Lecture at local Uni? Not there.
House cleaning Saturday? Nope, nothing there. Too high to be edge of the bed smacking while vaccuuming.
Saturday night dinner with folks? Um, not unless my brother king hit me in the thigh.
Sunday on the couch watching DVD? I have a super soft couch, there is nothing there thay could have done it.
Monday drive in the country? I was sitting in a car, on my own seat. Nope couldn't have been that.
And before anyone makes a comment about my crap, quiet weekend, dont go there. It ended a crap work week and I needed the quiet. Except some sod who got me all bruised up obviously didn't.
Ever get phantom bruises and war wounds that just appear?
posted by Rom at
11:47 am
4 Comments:
yeah, but al-kee-hol is always involved!!!
By
tokenwoman, at 9:10 pm
it only ever happens to me when drunk. that and i come home with all sorts of things my drunken klepto state demanded i needed
By
mushroom, at 2:35 pm
My thighs are strangely drawn to the corners of my desk at work and on occasion my shin likes the open draws as i rush to get out of my seat.. Or maybe I'm just plain clumsy.
By
Doll Face, at 4:28 pm
janina: dude, you doing aerobics in your sleep or something?
token: nope, no alcamahol, docs orders. Have to stay away from thes tuff, maybe my sober self is more of a clutz than my drunk self?
mushroom: ah, but do you remember where you got all those things from?
natalie: someone is moving your furniture, they do it to me all the time. The chair that wasn't there before is usually out to get me.
By
Rom, at 8:55 am
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