Mama Gonna Knock You Out

Yup, I fell...

And it's not even a good story. I fell ON MY WAY to the show Fri night. Yeah. The bag of shit I use in the show, plus the costume bag, plus my giant purse meant that when there was a crack in the sidewalk I couldn't figure out which bag to ditch fast enough to not fall on my face. I did land on my palms (which are scratched up), a rock smashed my right ring finger, my right elbow and knee have some pretty epic bruises and I even managed to scrape up my back on the way down.

Don't worry. It looks MUCH worse than it is. This is the next morning, sans makeup and you can still see how swollen my lip was. Now, it's much better, thanks for your concern. Also, my teeth are fine. Pride hurts the most (because it was Halloweekend and there was HUGE group of people who saw and were very concerned about me bleeding as I just ignored them and rushed on to the show since I was running late--of course--and super embarrassed).

So that's my story. I AM REALLY FINE.