Since my Jennifer is gone (*sad*), I figured I would do some cleaning up around the house to pass some time. We had a bunch of garbage that has been sitting in the kitchen waiting to be taken out, so while I was still wearing my sweater I decided to go do that. We use the big garbage cans in the alley behind our apartment, which requires a trip down the rickety back steps. Usually I drop the garbage bags off the balcony and go down to get them, but since I had some breakables in the bags I started walking them down the stairs.
The bags obstructed my vision and I slammed my knee and shin into my bicycle, which is locked to the staircase. I pulled off so much skin my shin looked like a fruit roll-up. Owwie ow.
Maybe I'll get a bad-ass scar!
The bags obstructed my vision and I slammed my knee and shin into my bicycle, which is locked to the staircase. I pulled off so much skin my shin looked like a fruit roll-up. Owwie ow.
Maybe I'll get a bad-ass scar!