I? Am not just as mean and tough as Blossom and Buttercup just now.

[rissymonster]

1) Monday: Softball game (squee! My first in seven years!) I talked myself onto one of our developer's new coed team. The rules are bizarre--can't touch home plate, they switch from 12" to 11" balls for female batters, etc.--but it's hecka fun.

However, when the throw to first (aka me) comes in a little off, using one's aikido training to stop it with one's inner thighs is a bit ill-advised. Even if it is successful, doofus. Result: Softball-shaped bruise, but only on one thigh so far.

2) Tuesday: In leaving the apartment and swinging the door shut, one should take care to avoid swinging it shut on one's index finger, and particularly to avoid jamming said index finger's tip into the corner of the lock plate. Result: An actual divot in my finger and fingernail, swelling, and lots of bactine/peroxide/band-aids. Fascinating, but wowieowie.

Tuesday night's platelet donation? Not a problem--those ladies have gotten pretty good at stabbing my weird-ass veins without much ill effect.

3) Wednesday: Upon exiting shower, slip and land hard on the back of my left thigh on top of the metal tracking thing for the shower doors. Which is hard and about 3mm thick, and so a fine example of psi forces applied to soft tissue. Result: Near-immediate, ugly, raised welt on the back of my thigh. At least the right leg/knee escaped injury.

Professor? You can totally turn the bad guy fight simulator knob down to three for me for a bit. I'll be on the couch tonight with ice packs and my finger raised, which hopefully will prevent me from inflicting additional harm on myself.

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