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Post by RocDoc on Jun 7, 2004 15:10:30 GMT -5
Holy fucking OUCH!
Plus it's not even close to being as glamourously adventuresome as your boots suddenly attaching themselves to one another and falling, what, down some stairs was it?
Ice them...and lots of ibuprofens, Mary. Ya got 8-12 weeks to go...shit. Sorry to hear that.
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Post by Mary on Jun 7, 2004 17:06:20 GMT -5
Ouch, how embarrassing that you remember my plunge down the stairs, rnr!! At least nothing was broken then... anyway this time it's not the fault of my idiocy or klutziness, it's the fault of an obviously screwy window - merely unlocking a window should not cause it to descend at the speed of a bullet train! I've broken fingers before in gymnastics, landing on them the wrong way or something, but never two at once, and those were always just breaks. This time, because I instinctively pulled my hand out as hard as I could the minute the window smashed my fingers, I scraped all this skin off, pretty deep, so on top of the broken bones, my pinky in particular was just bleeding all over the place. Not a very fun thing. But I'm learning how to type as quickly as possible with only three functional fingers on my right hand  Cheers, M |
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Post by Rit on Jun 7, 2004 17:12:11 GMT -5
yikes. i'm cringeing just reading that.
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Post by phil on Jun 7, 2004 22:07:41 GMT -5
There're not called "fenètre guillotine" for nothing ... !!
Looks like I'm allergic to rose thorns because for the second time in two years, I got a severe infection in the hand after getting pricked ...
My hand and fingers got all swollen and stiff and I,ve been on antibiotics for the last 9 days !!
The first time I waited too long before going to the ER so they had to give me the antibiotics intraveinously every 4 hours via a nice little "butterfly" stuck in the arm for three days ...
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Post by Meursault on Jun 7, 2004 23:52:03 GMT -5
Sorry to hear about that Mary, that really bites.
*offers you Santa Fe Pizza*
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Post by InvisibleFloatingTorsoMan on Jun 8, 2004 6:13:39 GMT -5
Don't mind me I'm just chillin'  |
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Post by riley on Jun 8, 2004 6:32:33 GMT -5
Hey Torso. Believe I heard you finished up at University. Hope that all turned out to your liking my man.
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Post by rockkid on Jun 8, 2004 7:30:12 GMT -5
Hell what’s that pic Shane? Pushups or a stroke off. Don’t do that this early.  |
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Post by InvisibleFloatingTorsoMan on Jun 8, 2004 8:56:26 GMT -5
Hey rockkid. How's the ninja assassin career going? Or am I thinking of someone else?
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Post by RocDoc on Jun 8, 2004 9:48:27 GMT -5
'Kid, a ninja assassino?
That's a new one on me, but y'never know...one thing's clear, she IS a dangerous woman...works with hammers and knives, y'know...
Torso, congratulations all around mate!
Marriage to the fantabulous Angel...
Degreed and on the fast track to working the deathly dull monotonous bleak bla..........waitwaitwait, scratch that.
I forgot...you truly ENJOY that molecular research-type stuff...
I'd say you're doing quite well and I feel very happy for ya.
You're a good person....you've worked your ass off and you do deserve all this....
~
Welcome to the site, BTW.
Feel free...in your more bored moments.
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Post by Meursault on Jun 8, 2004 11:50:08 GMT -5
Rock: Hulk Hogan doin push ups all oiled up and wearing red undies.
Torso: Good to see ya.
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Post by bowiglou on Jun 8, 2004 12:01:30 GMT -5
both mary and phil...I hope you both go on the mend, fingers and all.................well Mary, at least your braided hair is in place (some day Mary may again share the NiN debacle.......one of the funnniest things I've heard yet on these boards!!.........)........
Phil, I wonder specifically what it is that your allergic to...very odd.....betcha RN can figure this one out......
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Post by Mary on Jun 8, 2004 14:38:08 GMT -5
both mary and phil...I hope you both go on the mend, fingers and all.................well Mary, at least your braided hair is in place (some day Mary may again share the NiN debacle.......one of the funnniest things I've heard yet on these boards!!.........)........ Ah very well. Many years ago - indeed, a decade ago - I went to see NIN in Boston with a friend. We sat around in her car getting utterly piss-drunk prior to the show, and stumbled inside just in time to catch Jim Rose - that travelling freak show thing that opened for NIN repeatedly in the 90s. Inspired by the freakishness of the folks onstage, we decided - in an unfathomable moment that somehow made sense at the time but really only highlights all the reasons one should never drink to excess - to braid our heads together. We both had quite long hair at this time, and, admittedly tastelessly and offensively, we thought we'd look like Siamese Twins attached at the head. So we braided our heads together - an altogether idiotic thing to do, especiallly at a rock concert, since we were constantly getting jostled around, which would result in our heads continually banging into each other and our necks getting jerked back and forth unpleasantly every few minutes. Anyway, when NIN finally took the stage, several of the people around us (this was a venue with a floor and then seats rising above the floor, each area ticketed differently) decided to attempt to rush the floor and get past the security guards. This didn't seem like the wisest idea with heads braided together, but I don't know, we got caught up in the excitement of the moment, and the next thing I knew, I was running down the seating aisle yelling "ouch! shit! fuck!" every 2 seconds because my head kept slamming into my friend's head. We arrived at the bottom of the seats and about 30 people in this big pack made a break to dart past a security guard onto the floor. My friend - whose head my own head was attached to, remember - managed to run by him just as he put his hand out and stopped me. The result, because my friend was still moving, fast, was that my braid entirely ripped out of my scalp, my head jerked back, and I screamed at the top of my lungs because I felt rather like I'd just been decapitated. The security guard stared at me with this shocked, perplexed look, because I don't think he had any idea what had just happened, but he could tell something weird had just happened. For the next few weeks, I looked like an utter moron, as I basically had a big bald spot in the middle of the side of my head, with little mini-hairs and shocks of hair sprouting sideways out of it. Needless to say, I began to wear hats. Thank you, thank you. Cheers, M |
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Post by Kensterberg on Jun 8, 2004 15:26:04 GMT -5
Mary -- that remains one of the funniest stories I have ever heard, from anyone, in any kind of setting. I've (read) heard it at least three times in our years here, and it still makes me literally laugh out loud. That's one you'll be telling your grandkids in another forty or so years!
Phil -- I always knew gardening could be hazardous to one's health! Hope you're feeling better soon.
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Post by bowiglou on Jun 8, 2004 16:36:17 GMT -5
LOL again and again........ah yes, there is a price to pay for high fashion!!..gawd Mary, that is the damn funniest story.........I would hold off on putting that on your CV when they're considering you for emeritus status!!!
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