the incredible flying girl
Holy cats. I just did the stupidest thing in the universe. There I was, all casually slumped on the bed watching DVD’s on the little computer, and was getting up to grab a new pack of smokes and my foot snagged in the duvet cover and I did a half gainer off the bed onto the lovely concrete floor of my lovely urban loft.
That is two feet of bed plus at least an added foot for propulsion probably more which means three feet plus straight down onto concrete smack like a penguin.
Holy fuck that hurt.
And I wasn’t even drunk. I mean, who does that sober? Nobody should eat concrete sober.
And no one is going to believe I fell off the bed. If I was eight, okay, but not now. No way.
Okay. I have to make something up. Maybe I can say I got hit by a truck.