of grace and gracefulness, and how I am in possession of neither

[whitereflection]

Diane's super special, non-spoilery, one-word review of Iron Man 2? WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! \o/

After, friend Don treated us to late dinner at IHOP as a belated anniversary sort of thing. And after after, I made an absolute fool of myself. We were walking out of the restaurant, talking about who knows what (the conversation had covered various comic universes and meandered through Star Trek recent vs. original, Babylon 5, and Aqua Teen Hunger Force), and I managed to trip over the seam between two sidewalk squares.

Thanks to having been starting to step off the curb, trip led to swearing multi-stumble led to full 100% wipeout. I am awesome. Only reason I didn't end up shredding my hands and knees was I think I twisted left overcompensating to keep from falling off the curb and landed side first before front. Now to see if all the padding stops bruises or no. :p Various bits are freaking complainy, though (hello, wrists). As is my pride, considering that was all right along restaurant windows, as well as in front of the husband and the guys we were with. Haven't tripped so stupidly since my early high school days when I was still the sort of person to go on a youth group retreat, and did a full somersault tripping over air molecules while running through a motel parking lot with other kids.

Did I ever mention how I don't have depth perception/stereoscopic vision, technically? Yeah. (And someday I'll have to tell about what a great idea it was to sign up for softball when I was 11, from my best friend smacking me right between the eyes with a softball while we were playing catch, to the coach having yelling fits because I tended to swing while the ball was still a good five feet in front of the plate. Or not, that's probably all good enough story right there. :| )

Comments

[coyotesuspect.livejournal.com]

Woooo is a pretty good review, I feel like. *g*

And OUCH! That smarts. Both the body and the pride. I've made an ass like myself too many times to count (clumsy girls unite!), but I hope you're feeling all right and haven't bruised or sprained anything. *pets*

The night sounds lovely otherwise.

Lack of depth perception sounds awful. D: Does it affect your life in a lot of other ways besides softball?

[whitereflection.livejournal.com]

Heh, no bruises or anything, just sore. ♥ Just has added more to my and my mother's battle about which of us is more clumsy. 8D

But mostly the depth perception thing is an annoyance that I just adapt around. I was slower and more nervous about learning to drive when younger, and have to admit, I still can't parallel park worth beans. People should never throw stuff at me and expect me to catch it, heh, and those magic eye puzzles where you're supposed to squint or cross your eyes, and see a schooner or something like that? :p Yeah, I've never, ever gotten those to work. For the most part, it just makes me extra clumsy, though at least I haven't run into the side of a door for many years. ^^

[akintay.livejournal.com]

I managed to trip over the seam between two sidewalk squares
I wish I didn't know exactly what you're talking about but unfortunately, that happens to me all the time. Not bad enough to fall, but I trip over everything (including my own feet) all the time. I'm a total klutz.

Sorry you got hurt :(

[whitereflection.livejournal.com]

It's funny, there's so many of us out there like that. My mother and I practically compete at who of us is more clumsy. She and I are always dropping things or tripping, stuff like that. But thanks, hon ♥

[quoth-the.livejournal.com]

okay, so story time. Maybe it will make you feel better, since yours doesn't involve a hobo.

So back in the day, I had these shoes that would get caught on the most ridiculous things, most of which didn't even exist, and cause me to trip. So I'm walking through the Sky Walk(a thing that connects the Sky Dome to the train station) and I trip over nothing. The guy I was with went back and checked, there was nothing there, he then(with help from some random homeless guy who was sitting there) proceeds to mock the crap out of me.

[whitereflection.livejournal.com]

Why does the word hobo always make me giggle? :<

But awwwww, it's no fair of them to have mocked you for it! \o/ So mean.

Hobo hobo hobo hobo...dang, I'm gonna be stuck on that word for awhile now. ^^;

[lady-eilthana.livejournal.com]

Some years ago (2007?) I faceplanted in front of my friends and teachers on the sports field during a 100m sprint. I crossed the finish line on my hands and knees (which hurt for weeks) - sliding - but I was still fast enough to get a sports badge. Somehow my ankles just didn't support my legs anymore and I fell and yeah, that was clearly one of the most embarrassing moments in school. *facepalm*

[whitereflection.livejournal.com]

Ohhhhh ouch. D: Oh, that would so have stung, both for the scrapes, and for the embarrassment. :x Man, I so sympathize. Yay for getting the badge, though. XD; But isn't that always the way it happens, right in front of groups of people? And if you're anything like me, it'll be a vivid memory *forever*. :x

Also, I thoroughly approve of that icon. One of my long-time favorites. 8D

[lady-eilthana.livejournal.com]

Absolutely. It's always like that... and yes, a very vivid memory.

And then everybody was like: "Does it hurt?" and I would've liked to say: "No, you idiot, these are some tears of rage in my eyes and I hobble because it looks cooler. And the blood's fake, just so you know." AAAARRRRGGHHH.

SAM. ♥

[whitereflection.livejournal.com]

Hah, why do people always say 'does it hurt?' XD Your response is awesome. My husband though, always will start saying "Are you okay are you okay?" over and over right away, when all I can respond with at the time is something like "AFSDFKDSKFKFJK" (pretty close to direct quote :p ) Have had to get him used to needing a few moments to be able to form coherent words and sentences. XD;

[lady-eilthana.livejournal.com]

"Are you okay" is a lot better and your hubby cares for you. ;)