January 27th, 2007, 10:54 am
Busted face, Lisboa
LISBOA, Portugal, January 27, 2006
The carpet hurts to walk on with bare feet - thick grooves of natural fiber, laid directly on cold Portuguese marble.
So when I fell directly on my face from the top bunk - goofing off with my friend Jen, attempting to change the song on iTunes on my laptop on the bottom bunk - well, when I fell on my face, it really fucking hurt.
I’ll write more later. I took some Portuguese pain pills, and I need to sleep.
Cause
[This is not a staged photo. This is actually me, falling in real time.]
Effect
That’s not extraneous blood you’re seeing - that’s the actual scraped off skin. My jaw is incredibly sore, and my headaches are bad. Feel like shit on a stick.
January 27th, 2007 at 11:41 am
ibuprofen is your new best friend ; )
January 27th, 2007 at 12:13 pm
holy crap. i hope your busted face is okay.
you look sort of like the cover of that andrew w.k. album.
January 27th, 2007 at 12:58 pm
fries! dammit. mama doesn’t want to see you all scaped up like this. please tell me you were drunk. although, for some reason, to me this seems like something you could only accomplish sober.
oh and how did u get pain pills so quickly? no script required or something?
January 27th, 2007 at 1:15 pm
Fuck. I’m so sorry Laura.