My mother didn't call me Calamity Jane for nothing...

The building where I work has stairs, lots of them, and funny rooms on different levels so you go across then down and up again to get from my room to the nearest other office. How nobody has fallen and broken their neck there yet, particularly considering the large files we regularly hump around, is beyond me.

So, it probably shouldn't have come as any surprise to me this afternoon that, going from one office back to mine in an attempt to skive off work early, that I tripped and went face first into a wooden doorframe. As a result, I now have a swelling lump on my forehead, I expect I'll have a black eye and one of the lenses popped right out of my (now somewhat twisted) specs - fortunately I have another pair. Also bruising etc. on my knees and forearms, so owwww. :(

Wanted: sympathy, chocolate, smut and naked men, not necessarily in that order!

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