July 16, 2005
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snippet from my 20 year reunion:
I’m walking by the ex-jock and he says, “hey, sexy…” I turn to look and fall down the stairs. niiiiiiiiiice. I promptly left to hang out with fodonia. she lent me a bag of frozen raspberries to put on my ankle. ah, good times.
tonight: more reunion. undoubtedly more injuries to follow…
Comments (17)
Isn’t that some shit. That’s the kinda stuff that happens to me. Meh. Peh and Feh
Some advice, stay away from stairs tonight.
is it wrong that I laughed? and does it make it okay that I laughed because I related?
Glad you’re having..er…fun. I’m moving boxes into the new house’s garage while breathing paint fumes. Fun stuff.
I want to hear lots of dish when you get back.
You’re graceful like I am…nice.
that’s like a scene from a movie.
tonight, if things keep going in the same way, Molly Ringwald will show up.
Oohhh.. Graceful, I like that. I hope you smiled on the way down.
Ditto SealKitty…hope the rest of the weekend is fun!
I have a bag of frozen beans in my freezer should something go wrong tonight.
Oh no. You poor thing.
So which one of you is Michelle, and which one is Romy?
atleast you didnt walk into the doc and complained of lower back pain and he goes – oh hah – a tumor – lets remove it – and before you know it youre sitting at home all day waiting for the stitches to come off.
Did you give them back?
wonderful to be reminded that high school shit continues to follow you even after high school…
the management would like to extend its congratulations and official welcome into the sacred order of the gazelle. don’t worry, everything here is very soft.
Are you serious? You FELL?! Omigod.
What did HE do? C’mon dammit … more stories, more stories!
When did reunions become a contact sport?
Please tell me he was a gentleman and helped you up?
-M