Glade of the King

I have too many stories going outside the computer. I really need someone to type for me. I continue to be devoted to scribbling with pen and ink. I force myself to translate my script to digital text, but I continue to find excuses to keep writing new ideas instead.

Tuesday, January 25, 2005

self inflicted head wounds continued

When I was 15ish i did it again. We were in the converted basement of my Buddy R, the basement had an average height ceiling with large wood beams every 6-8 feet. For some reason R and E were walking side by side, and since I'm a hyperactive freak I ran up behind them leapt at them putting a hand on each of their shoulders and tried to vault between them. My head hit the beam squarely with a loud thwock and I crumbled to the floor in a puddle. I was not knocked out but my head was ringing so much I couldn't hear them laughing at me for quite some time.
Before then When I was in fourth grade I fell out of a jungle gym flat on my back the back of my head bounced off the ground hard enough I bit through part of my tongue.

2 Comments:

  • At 11:56 PM , Blogger Roberto Iza Valdés said...

    El diablo está suelto en los blogs. Pero creo que lo encontramos
    más frecuentemente entre bloggers de habla inglesa que en los blogs
    en castellano, si sólo porque los blogs en español están muy
    mal catalogados por gogle.
    Roberto Iza Valdes

     
  • At 3:00 PM , Blogger Roberto Iza Valdés said...

    I second johnnie walker. Ouch!

     

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