Further proof that I should not be allowed out in public
Okay, so I tried to climb a roof. I don't know why, I don't know how, but I do know that the consequences are obvious (or should be to anyone who knows me remotely): I fell.See, these are the types of things that I'll no longer do when I'm 20.
On a positive note, my foot has Simpsons band-aids on it, and I only get moderately nauseous when I try to move my ankle right/left.
Further proof that I should not be allowed out in public.
posted by Tessa @ 09:22
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Ouch
I'm an idiot when it comes to these kinds of things because I climb lots of stuff. So here's my advice: this should be one of those times where you're like "if at first you don't succeed, try try again." That might, in the long run, get you killed, but oh what a fabulous rage of glory of a death it would be.
Congrats on the wound! Looks like a doozy! Don't forget to ice!