Posted October 18, 2006
Yeah, I split this up into multiple entries cuz I thought,
"If I saw a really long blog entry, I wouldn't want to read it all."
So I'm dividing it into small chunks.
Chunks. Ew. That always makes me think of nasty things.
Although that's interesting, it's irrelevant... SO let's get back to my week.
I broke some glass a couple days back... Here's what happened. I felt really silly.
Morning came. Actually it was probably closer to AFTERNOON.
Traces of sunlight shattered through the window and I did NOT want to get up. But... The shower! Needless to say I hauled myself off of my mattress.
I walked over to my dresser with the intention of opening a drawer and getting some undawahs... But sitting RIGHT in front of the cabinet-thingy was (guess what? you know where this is going) a pane of glass (it was the door for my quarter collection display, which I had left open and in front of my dresser DESPITE the recommendations of my dad to move it.).
Guess what happens next?
Do I even need to say it?
Oh well.
In the case that you, the reader, are a psychotic weirdo who believes in extra-terrestrial life (or doesn't know how to spell "weird")(I'm not implying ANYTHING there, folks... Really...) and is thinking that I was going to say, "Guess what happens next? Tom Cruise BURST into my room and was being chased by Lucky the Leprechaun, screaming, 'I didn't TAKE YEE LUCKY CHARMS!'" I'm going to say this for you people.
I stepped on the glass.
And it shattered.
But it looked cool.
Oh, oh, oh! Yeah, this was funny.
I hopped over to my bedroom door (while dripping blood all over the floor) and yelled, "Dad! Come here!" He was like, "Something broke, didn't it?" I repeated my yell.
He came in, saw the mess, reprimanded me briefly and proceeded to look at my foot. The blood has streaked across the ball of my foot, and the length of the blood made it look like my injury was a four inch gash.
"OH MY GOSH, BRYAN, IT'S... Oh?"
It was a dinky little cut, MAYBE a half a centimeter in size.
Anyway.
I had to vacuum it all up, which was good, cuz my room really needed cleaned anyway. Ha.
~B