Well yesterday felt slightly final destination to me in a ... really lame way, mostly.
It all began as I was taking the ferret to Yuumi's in Miyazu. I was wearing socks and coming down the stairs with some of his things and totally slipped, landing REAAALLY hard on my side and falling down one or two more stairs. Fortuntaely I hadn't dropped anything! But my first two instincts were:
1. did i crush the ferret? - no.
2. can I still go to Kyushyuu? ....proooobably
so I limped over to the kitchen table and gave myself a moment. I have a huuuuuuuuge welt on my backside and man oh man is it ever tender. Anyway that was daring death defying escape #1.
Then while driving to Yuumi's house this guy pulled his big ol pick u ptruck out of a parking lot like, INTO MY CAR. But i swerved and slammed on the brakes and managed not to hit him (barely). What a jackass! He didn't even put on his brakes, he just kept going! ....stupid Japanese drivers.
THEN at night I had my heater turned on and was watching a movie while winding down for bedtime. I put the heater towards my feet to warm them a bit before turning it off. Well, I guess without realizing I put my feet a bit too close to the heater. THEY MELTED OFF-- well no not really. But what did happen is as Eowyn and Aragorn were having a moment with Brego the horse, I smelled burning. I sat up and realized MY COMFORTER WAS ON FIRE (I mean there were little bits of it that had firey bits on them... nothing had ACTUALLY burst into flames). My first reaction was "Oh... I should get up..." I separated the comforter, turned off the heater and doused it with WATER!!!! Then I took a wet towel and put it over the comforter. I spent the next half hour panicking about all the smoke in my house, not being comforted by the smell of burning, and vacuuming up the charred comforter stuff. I was sad cuz I'd JUST bought it, but at the same time it's only some of the bottom which I can patch, its MINE and not the house's (phew) and I didn't burn to death in my house thats like, MADE OF PAPER! Cuz this seriously happened in my room made of paper walls and grass floors. Not to mention my futon is on the floor and is full of burny goodness. Like ME.
So obviously I didn't die yesterday, which is good. But I wouldn't quite say it was a lucky day either!
K that's all.
Friday, 21 December 2007
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2 comments:
Holy crap, dude! Continue to not die.
So sorry about your bad fall, and the days of bruises afterwards. I am SO glad you didn't die. Mom
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