Doors
I've always had a pretty good relationship with doors. Unfortunately, last night, we had a scuffle. So let's see, where to start. Well, first I had some beverages with Uncle J at 5ish and waited for my chums to join around 7, well to make a short story shorter, I drank one too many beers and we went to get some pizza. The pizza place is across the street where the ex hangs out. In my stupidity, I ran over there to check if he was there. I saw his friend, freaked out, saw the back of his head and ran back to the pizza place. A few minutes later, he shows up and I try to hide under the table, while putting a coat over my face to "hide" from him. lol Since I was getting stressed out about the whole situation, I decided to flee. I asked the King to get out of the booth and I proceeded to run out the door. Unfortunately, the door was locked and I slammed myself and my bad wrist right into it! OWW . (Hot Lips didn't see it, but she reported the next day that she h