19th Sep 2003
Ouch
Kevin just wrote asking about a bike ride this weekend, to which I responded:
We were on our way to a dinner party tonight and I stepped off the curb to look for the bus and put my foot in a pothole, whereby I fell sideways and threw a bottle of wine 10 feet in the air (and somehow cut my hand on one of the subsequent shards) and badly twisted my ankle in the process, so I don’t think I’ll be up for a ride this weekend after all.
And I’ve already got my ticket for Gogol Bordello tomorrow night. Well, I’ll just take the cane I bought last year when I badly twisted the other ankle jogging over pine cones.
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