I was running behind June, and then I just toppled, landing on my knees and then onto my face. Yep, I felt gravel on my teeth. So I guess it's not a UPI, but it was definitely party related. I knew I should have worn sneakers damnit!
In other news, as I was getting dressed for Vince's party, I put on my trusty 7 jeans. And girls, you know that when you first put them on, they can be a bit tight. So usually I do a squatting move, as to loosen them up a bit. As I was squatting, I heard a horrendous rrrrrrrip. It was bad. Very bad. It tore in an area where I knew I could never wear these jeans ever again. How it tore in the crotch area, I have no idea. But now everytime I look at those torn jeans, I am deeply saddened (partly because they're ruined, and also because the tearing made me feel fat).
I can't believe they tore.... man I hope I don't get a scar from the abrasion on my face... why am I such a dork!?!? posted by Kris
10:52 AM