ouch.

So, last night, I took a terrible spill down the stairs. A spill in which I wound up summersaulting and turning over to find myself staring back *up* the stairs when I finally landed, my head bouncing off the front door a couple of times. When I got up everything was fine, I just kind of went ouch. But now I think I may have broken my toe. And it really fucking hurts. I hope it's not broken. I've never broken a bone in my entire life, and I don't want to start now. Especially not something stupid like a toe. Funny thing is, my dad broke his toe doing the same thing a few months ago. Stuipd rug. Stupid family that just laughed at me hen all I said was ouch. grrr.

Last night we went to Biaggi's. I love that freaking place. Bah. I'm thuroughly enjoying my break!