FUCKING OW, Before.

I got home, unpacked my car, caught up with my roommates and then headed out for a post-dusk walk in the neighborhood .... most likely to the Mexican bakery and/or Safeway to restock my supply of brain gasoline. About two blocks from the bakery, on a dark patch of sidewalk next to a big tree, I tripped hard on a broken, raised chunk of sidewalk. Luckily, the bulk of damaged sustained is on my right side (knee, knuckles, wrist and palm -- how my elbow and forearm escaped, I dunno) which I still have limited sensation in thanks to what seems to be a pinched nerve. The right knee of my "cute butt" pants is shredded and bloody, alas, but the only sharp pain is in my hand (doesn't help that I've been punching the bejeezus out of a heavy bag almost every day this week) and in my left knee. Whee.

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