I'm so sorry. I like to document my wounds. I crashed my bike (again). On the way home from D&D the other night. I had been vodka-ing it up a bit, and this stupid rabbit went into a panic from my headlight and started doing spastic terror deathcircle sprints all around me. Turned my wheel too sharply and skidded on sand. KABOOM! It bled. So. Much. I honestly didn't know I'd been wounded though until I saw blood on my boots. Anyway, the next morning it didn't seem so bad... But then I ended up having to cover a coworkers shift and worked a double. Apparently leg wounds don't like to be exacerbated by being walked on all day. It's quite the beast of a bruise now. It does however make me look super tough, so since I had today off I rode Legsie all over town and bluetified knowing I would be left alone 😁 💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙
