Stupid wind, bloody gumtrees throwing gumnuts all over the place. Stupid me for not seeing the gumnuts, being the same colour as the concrete. Stupid me for not expecting gumnuts when the tree is over the other side of the street and four houses up which is why I never cross there until I pass the tree.
True blogger that I am my first thought was wishing for a camera phone as the sight of a landing blimp must have been spectacular. At least it was fast, one foot on a nut and the law of gravity was proven again. I didn't fall flat on my face, that's next to impossible with the rack I'm blessed with but my nose was close enough to count the ants getting out of the way.
Total damage, two grazed palms, grazed leg, something ligamental on the other leg with something anklely. Dignity, intact, since no-one was around to see the fall or the getting up part.
That hurt. I would have rolled over to the grass but the neighbourhood mutts had done their bit for the environment so it was the hard pavement or nothing.
I must be getting better at this falling lark. I only snivelled a bit, didn't go into shock and hauled myself up in a trice. I checked the knees first, gave the right one a bit of a bash to put it back on it's track and that's the one that's giving me curry at the moment. Neck's out a bit come to think of it, left side.
Now the next imbecile that tells me that walking is good for weight loss is likely to get a good kick, low down, I don't high kick as well as I used to. I was in a hurry to catch the bus thanks to the Taxi Directorate that sent me a letter telling me to make alternate travel arrangements since I was nearly out of my allowance. More imbeciles, as if I would use all that money out of a pension if I hadn't needed to. I was going to sneak off to see 'Pirates' because of computer troubles and I thought a bit of fresh air and Johnny Depp might do me good. HA! HA! double HA! I kept going, I was closer to the bus stop than home and Westfield had a book sale.
Now for the computer trouble, ever since the last dial-up 5 hour download for updates from microsoft, I've been getting this message when I try to print from the Internet.
Internet Explorer Script Error
An error has occurred in the script on this page
Line 93
Char 1
Error Access is denied
Code 0
URL res://c:\WINDOWS\system 32\shdoclc.dll/preview.dlg
Do you want to continue running scripts on this page?
Yes No
I located the file and I can't open it becausing it's a running program or something. Anybody know who I email to get this right? The only good thing, I found the font file I've been trying to back up on CD. Is it from my printer or HP or Microsoft? Please help the computer illiterate.
7 comments:
Ouch. That must have hurt. I hope you're OK.
I wasn't kidding about flat out either. Usually I'll fall to my knees but this time bang clunk went the whole length of me. I was frightened of falling down the steps of Parliament House and a flat footpath got me.
Hoping you're ok. I know that blogging feeling when something embarrassing or strange happens. I think it's a sort of defence mechanism that we bloggers have to fend off depression: when things are good they're good. When they're bad, they're bloggable.
aw shoot, Witchy - I am sorry to hear of your adversley aspected stars.
what a drag.
that Miss World competitor fell over too.
it hasn't been a good week for anybody.
peace and love, and good luck with the damn computer and it's damn ISP.
'one foot on a nut', Could you have not phrased that better?
Not literally, but I have seen similar computer messages before and they normally resolve themselves in time. Sometimes only when you buy a new pc.
It really must have looked funny when seen from someone else's angle. One minute upright, next flat out like a lizard drinking. The only way to get up is to put hands flat, toes to ground and walk up til they meet then stand up. It sounds painful and is very funny to watch but it's that or a fork lift truck.
Andrew, if I want to print from the web, I have to go into the printer and choose landscape to make sure I get all the print or it starts half way across the page.
Know nothing about the computer thingie, sorry, but falling after 50 rreeeaally hurties.
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