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little guy I saw all over Seattle

Yep, I fell in the street today and now my knee hurts like a mother. See what had hapened was: I was parked illegallly (everyone does it alright) so that I could drop off an Overnite package, as I was going around my truck- a crazy guy came speeding around and almost hit me. So naturally, I jumped back and fell in pot hole (dammit!), ripped my new pants and got rocks in my knees. As I got up hoping that no one had seen me, this lady came up and said she had seen the whole thing and that it was a good thing that I jumped like I had cause otherwise I would have been killed. Uh, yeah good to know.

Even though falling hurts, its kinda funny. I mean I don't think I have had to take little rocks out of my knee since middle school or something. And this made me remember other times I have fallen. I have never thought of myself as a klutz (I thought my sister was the klutz in the family- sorry Lo) but damn I must be cause I have way too many falling memories. One time I decided to hurry up going down some steep stair at my dad's house and yeah I fell crazy down all of the stairs (lol). Or when I was in Flagstaff and I decided to race my sister up a little hill and I fell with my first step cause I inadvertantly stepped on a pine cone. I think if I was to continue my trip down falling lane I would have way too long of a blog- so I will leave you with that...