My True Soul

My shining knightress in armor

My cell phone might come back to life. I got it to turn on a couple of times today n I know it's still not dried out. Maybe... lol. I'm still sad about my lost shoes tho!

Last night, Shorty and I decided to go to the river. It's nice there, kinda fishy, but still nice. Well I decided that I wanted to go down the boat ramp to be closer to the water. I could see where the heavy layer of muck, grime, n grossness started, but I couldn't really see the light layer cause it was dark (sometime around 1 am). Heh. I was wearing flip flops, woo. My feet came out from under me... landed on my ass/hip on the hard concrete...my watch caught on the concrete, bending the band and scratching it up pretty badly and jamming it into the area around my left wrist. Now that area is bruised, but not on the surface, however it hurts to touch that area. At this point, lol... I'm in the water almost to the point of breathing it through my nose... cause there's this kinda pull on ya and it's then I decide to use my feet to go swimming... n force my way back up the ramp, lol. I started trying to crawl back up it, heh. That same muck is layered thicker under the water and it helps you slide back down into the water.... which is what I did about 4 times. By this time, I've lost one of my flip flops. At this point, lol, Shorty finally stops laughing at me and asks if I need help. Well...I did, lol. I was kinda getting frantic cause I couldn't get a good enough grip to get back up. So she had the same kinda repeat of me going into the water, lol... and I couldn't have told her where the grime started. At this point, we're both flopping around in the water... trying to crawl out. She then says something about her phone getting soaked, by this time I'm actually making progress on crawling out of the water and I'm thinking "I don't give a flying F about my phone" and I really didn't. I don't like cell phones really, so big whoop. It's then that I fell back down and right back into the water for a second time. Shorty was close to getting out. Well, as I thought since I was back down, I'd see if I could find my cell phone....found it and threw it up the boat ramp. At this point, I lost my other flip flop. I think Shorty was out by now. I tried climbing up n couldn't get a good grip, which was very annoying after being halfway out...lol. I finally thought "why don't i use the rocks as a grip" haha, then I finally got out...even tho the rocks were slippery as well. After standing up n such... I looked back and I saw one of my flip flops. I guess this is why you shouldn't buy the spongey flip flops, they really want to be let free so they can float to sea and they will do it by any means.

Shorty had on a white shirt, I threatened to kick her out at one of the gas stations where a lot of rough looking people normally go in late at night n let her see what happened. (I was joking) but then she said "I smell like fish, you don't want this" which is a phrase I will forever use from now on.

Now, the damage? My left wrist is sore/bruised. My left pinky is sore. My left hip is sore. My right arm, meh, just a lil sore, but not any worse than it has been before. My right knee is really skinned up n it's got a bump on it. My left knee matches. My left foot also has a huge scrap of skin on the side of it. I've said I wanted a new watch, now I do need it. My flip flops are floating in the TN river now. And my cell phone will turn on for a minute before locking the keys or some nonsense and turning back off. My keyless entry thing was emersed in water as well, but alas, I fixed that very quickly. I probably could have fixed my cell if I could get it apart more than it already is. Throughout all...I was just glad I didn't loose my keys or else we woulda been stuck about...oh... 25-35 miles from our homes, me without any shoes, no communication, and soaking wet.

However, lol, Shorty did come in after me. I declared her my shining knight in armor...not my knight in shining armor... oh no, my shining knight. Perhaps it should be knightress?

Ah well. At least we spent the next 30 minutes laughing our asses off at ourselves. Admittedly, it was no longer funny when I started feeling the pain or when I woke up this morning feeling like a bear. All things are good now.