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allfireburnsSo... I was going downstairs to bring Beka dry clothes so she could go out. As soon as I opened the door, the dog bolted. Not just running up and down the walkway like she usually does, she went right downstairs and out to the parking lot.
I spazzed and ran outside to catch her. In slippery flip-flops. In the rain. Ace, apparently, ran inside downstairs when Beka and Jaqui opens the door, but because of the rain, I didn't really hear that, so I ran downstairs to see if I could find the dog (who was now out of my sight, and I had fears she might be in the street).
The ground downstairs? FULL OF PUDDLES AND SLIPPERY SIDEWALKS, because hi, epic Arizona thunderstorm. Running across one of those slippery sidewalks, in my slippery, slippery flip-flops, I fell. And twisted my ankle. And then couldn't get up, so I just sat there in the rain for a little while until Beka came out to help me.
...then, it's me and Beka's anniversary. Holidays and birthdays and shit are, traditionally, disastrous for us. I really should have expected this. So now I'm sitting here, dripping, with a blanket wrapped around me and an icepack on my ankle, and our apartment smells of wet dog. I am having a Sam Tyler day. I step outside and THE WORLD FALLS DOWN ON MY HEAD.
At least there are no Hummers.
I spazzed and ran outside to catch her. In slippery flip-flops. In the rain. Ace, apparently, ran inside downstairs when Beka and Jaqui opens the door, but because of the rain, I didn't really hear that, so I ran downstairs to see if I could find the dog (who was now out of my sight, and I had fears she might be in the street).
The ground downstairs? FULL OF PUDDLES AND SLIPPERY SIDEWALKS, because hi, epic Arizona thunderstorm. Running across one of those slippery sidewalks, in my slippery, slippery flip-flops, I fell. And twisted my ankle. And then couldn't get up, so I just sat there in the rain for a little while until Beka came out to help me.
...then, it's me and Beka's anniversary. Holidays and birthdays and shit are, traditionally, disastrous for us. I really should have expected this. So now I'm sitting here, dripping, with a blanket wrapped around me and an icepack on my ankle, and our apartment smells of wet dog. I am having a Sam Tyler day. I step outside and THE WORLD FALLS DOWN ON MY HEAD.
At least there are no Hummers.
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Date: 2009-07-21 01:57 pm (UTC)