The Taste of Cement
Feeling frustrated from the battery crisis I decided to go for a run. It occurred to me that running in the dark would make it hard to see ICE, but apparently not seriously enough. About half way through my run, not paying attention to the ground in front of me, I stepped on a spot of ice, totally thought I could catch myself and land safely on my feet....nope i was wrong. After widly flailing my arms and skidding on ice, I bit it! A few cars slowed being that I was near a street light and was clearly visible, but of course as embarrased as I was I scrambbled to my feet and kept on running. I've never had the pleasure of tasting cement!
time: The End of my Life!! J/K
cost: My image, my integrity, a little skin and some blood.
mood: Oh geez...should I list them all.