It's almost not funny...

[terribleturnip]

Those of you who know me well -- have seen me in action, as it were -- will not be surprised.

Okay, you know that metal frame in a bathroom stall that holds the toilet seat covers? And sometimes they make them to hold the toilet paper as well, which means they're right there on the side of the stall? So that when you bend over to pull up your pantyhose, you crack your forehead on the edge of it that you split your eyebrow open?



Well, yes, I wouldn't have thought it was physically possible either, but I have the bleeding eyebrow to prove it. (Although I suppose "split" is an exaggeration. But still, a bead of blood...)

Some of you will be even less surprised to know that my first thought was "Wow, I can't believe I've never done THAT before." Just like when the poor boy got the stick in his eye last weekend at Faire, and while everyone else was saying "How the heck can you be eating food off a skewer and get it in your eye" I'm thinking Oh, I can so see how that would happen. Sort of surprised I've never done it.

It's hard enough spending my weekends with talented people -- musicians, singers, artisans, magicians -- and MY big talent is the ability to get a toenail clipping underneath my eyelid, an eyelash stuck on my eardrum, a black eye from the toilet seat cover dispenser....and all while sober, my friends, completely sober.

Comments

[dashrippington.livejournal.com]

sounds to me that you need to start drinking... hehehehe.

yep

[kitteblue.livejournal.com]

I can only catch something thrown to me after I've been drinking, so he may have a point.

[giantsloth.livejournal.com]

This weekend I managed to get mystery injuries. While out at a fabric store with barbmg, I looked down and discovered a bleeding cut on my right ring finger. Later that day I noticed a bleeding cut on my left middle finger. Very weird.

[fountaingirl.livejournal.com]

Last night I reached weird to arrange my pillows before laying down and did something f-ed up to my upper back, so I totally get you.
I'm fine though, I think that is a benefit of being prone to these things, everyone else who isn't prone is all "OMG are you OK????" and we're like "Meh, sucks, but that is why god made Naproxin, no?" :)

Wait till you see what I have planned for tomorrow nite. I hope it will be good, and no egg dishes. Or veal.

[sestree.livejournal.com]

Sweetie, you just gotta start drinking more

[terribleturnip.livejournal.com]

But then I hurt myself and don't remember how....

It's always embarrassing to wind up at the emergency room, with your finger hanging on by a thread saying "I dunno, just suddenly it sorta hurt and I tried ignoring it, but now look at it..."

[lowlandscot.livejournal.com]

I have never even noticed metal toilet cover holders. Now that I know they're there I'll probably put my eye out on one.

I don't know if it will make you feel any better, but being a musician and being a klutz are far from mutually exclusive. I've been living in this house for six years now, and at least once a week I bash my forehead on the ceiling while walking down the back stairs. I did it Saturday morning and walked around faire with a rain hat on to disguise the giant purple lump. However, Dash and Kitteblue are on to something: I have never done this when I've been drinking, which is kind of amazing if you know how much I drink.