Oh and I did indeed, it seems Santa wanted to give me a belated present this year, one which left my right foot swollen like a balloon. THANKS SANTA!!

Now I refused to think that I am a klutz, but at any rate we need to blame somebody for our many misfortunes in life, otherwise, where would the fun be. If we had to blame ourselves all the time for everything we do wrong or stuff up, I’m afraid we’d all be…taking responsibility. Eek, now I sound like the parentals. Maybe because I refuse to believe that I have no sense of equilibrium, was Santa’s inspiration to better show me how wrong I am. WRONG!! I bet he didn’t think I was smart enough to push all the blame on him. Either way, I fell and it hurt like shit!! So here’s the story. I’m at work (I work at McDonald’s for those who don’t know and am McCafe Co-Ordinator), and I was walking past the washup room and there was all this water all over the ground and I was kind of in a hurry because I was grabbing coffee cups from the stock room, and I was on my way back when it happened, because I was rushing back to my Customers so that I could deliver them the best effing coffee in town, because I’m sooo awesome like that. And I slipped and smashed my right foot on the steal grills (which cooks the meat patties). And now my foot hurts like hell, is bruised like hell, and is swollen to the size of Russia…okay so myabe I’m overexaggerating, but either way. IT HURTS!!!

So thus, I’m blaming Santa, as I believe it was his belated Xmas present to me, because he thinks he’s funny. IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH MY INABILITY TO WALK ACROSS A FLAT SURFACE WITHOUT TRIPPING!!

Okay, so maybe it is…sue me