Disaster Piece Theatre III

A couple of weeks ago I was weed whacking my backyard when my neighbour decided to be funny and scare the crap out of me. So I weed whacked half my right leg off. Afterwards after a lot of pressure from both Malibu girl and Chinup girl I went to go get it checked. On the way to the college square clinic I ran into an old girlfriend of mine and we started talking about old times. I told her about my weed whacking incident and she said "Still good old walking accident aren't you?". She asked if she could come visit and I said whenever you want. As I was saying goodbye (walking backwards) I tripped over the curb and hit a bloody shopping cart. Of course she was laughing, myself not so much. So the doctor said everything was fine (surprise, surprise).

About a week later I find that my AC in my NEW car is not working. So I bring it in to Ottawa Honda and who do I see? Blackwalt. He was kind enough to offer me a ride back but I told him that I was good. Now, as blackwalt knows Ottawa honda is going through a huge renovation. Ottawa Honda calls telling me that my car is ready (woohoo!) I head over, pick up keys walk towards my car in a gravel and stone infested parking lot only to trip over this stupid bar in the middle of the lot. scraping my left leg.

Canada day, well fungster88 and I and a few other non HOCers went to the live 88.5 Canada day party. Everything went well, however, on the way home we get off the bus and walk towards my house. I never realized how dark it is walking through the field. Anyway, I lose my balance a couple times but nothing really happened. The next day though I woke up with an ankle the size of a basketball. Sprained but oddly enough it healed rather quickly. I guess after spraining it a couple of times my body knows exactly what to do.

Yesterday, I decide to move some stuff around the basement and those who have been to my place know the DVD shelf. Anyway as I a moving things around my foot gets caught underneath this shelf and as I pulled it out I kicked the bottom of the shelf knocking a bunch of DVDs off and landing on my head. As I try to get up I notice I can't stand up due to some excruciating pain in my right foot. I look down and low and behold my little toe looks like gold ball. Thinking nothing serious I just let it go. A few hours later I discover that the toe is actually broken!

Stayed tuned I am sure more will come.