In which Suzanne is, once again, full of Ouch.

Was doing things around the house late at night last night when, without warning, gravity suddenly came back on. I tried to flap my arms and/or grab something as I fell, but did not achieve sufficient lift or purchase to prevent (or even noticeably slow) the inevitable; in a move of remarkably poor planning, I did break my fall with a shoebox full of hammers and screwdrivers, a milk crate, a trash can, and one knee before my right arm burnt up on re-entry across the rug.

So yes, I am full of ouch, but despite the wide swath of damage, I gotta say I think it still hurt less than the time I fell down the basement stairs and impaled my foot on a broken curtain rod.

first sentences, 2009

There's this "first sentence" meme where you go back through the LJ calendar and post the first sentence of your first post for each month. I started to do this, then realized two key things:
1) I'm really unbelievably boring, and
2) I've started a lot of stories I really need to go back and finish.

So rather than contribute any further evidence to #1, I'm gonna skip this meme and go straight to trying to address #2.

You may now move freely about the cabin.

variations on a meme

First LJ Sentences from a CENTURY INTO THE FUTURE! ( because I was woefully boring for all of 2009 )