so when my foot slipped, all the stuff in my hands went flying. I landed on my right butt cheek, bounced and hit it again on the next step down, and ended up on my hands and knees on the floor.

the fear that Id busted my back came to mind, but that didnt happen.

the bruise was like nothing Ive ever seen before--my whole cheek was purple-red-black like an evil rainbow. the pain was something else.

so all I did was discolor my rump, but the dead bloodcells moved all around back there; up my back and down my leg. and now, two weeks after the fact, aside from the coloring, my right leg is stiff after I dont use it...like getting up in the morning, or sitting for more than ten or twenty minutes.

still, I feel lucky. if Id have whacked my back just the wrong way, Id prolly be in a wheelchair...that scares me just thinking about it.

so thats where Ive been.

sitting on a hard pooter chair wasnt too easy, talking about my butt wasnt a high priority, and all the books Ive read and dvds Ive seen wasnt enough to prompt me to post anything.

till now...lol

so, books: skin trade--a mix of shorts both good and crappy; the year's best horror vol 1--same as the other book; overlook, echo park, and crimebeat--three books by michael connelly (who writes great, btw. Ill read all his stuff); lightening, cold fire, restless, and breathless--four koontz books (two were rereads, two are new) that always entertain.

dvds: perfect getaway--a hell of a movie, I highly suggest you watch it. the plot-switches will leave anyone scratching their heads (in a good way, btw) and wanting a rewatch (I rewatched it lastnight and that answered my questions from the first runthrough); surrogate--does willis ever star in a bad movie? I think not, and this one is fantastic.

vid games: devil may cry 3...oh what fun it is killing monsters...oh what fun. this is a great game for those of you who play games.

dreams: vic woke me up about a week ago cuz I was mumbling quite loudly. seems in my dream theres a ghost in my basement and the only way to stop it (from doing what I dont know) was to "find June" June was the woman who lived here before me and in the dream, she came and the ghost went away...but not before I began mumbling loud enough to wake vic...who was a room away and still heard me...

ummm...thats it I guess. gonna look upstairs to find something to read, then go outside in the 12 degree air and bring wood in for the furnace...and prolly rub my butt and wonder why theres a nasty lump there... :O