Ugh, my legs hurt, I keep bumping them into things, like sharp corners. So, I pulled my pant leg up to my knee, and there's like.. 9-12 bruises on each leg. Because they're so clumsy and they're on my calves, my poor toned calves. I love my calves, but sadly, they're attracted to painful objects. Biznatches, it's all :
"Hey, look, a hidden shard of glass"
"I get it first!"
"Aww, no fair, you got the corner of the couch this morning."
"Fine."
"Yay!" -runs into shard of glass-
Me - "Ow... stupid legs"
You - "She just simulated ac conversation with her legs" 0_o
P.s. work = boring
Other then finding the bruises and the fabricating and randomly singing and dancing (loudly) to whatever was on my Mp3 player at the time.
Cause almost no one was there today.
+1 more day of rain.
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