tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8217862707771098308.post2238903480115283602..comments2022-01-29T01:06:55.817-05:00Comments on 2 Jersey Girls: I fell down. Again. Oops? Yeah, oops.Auntie Mamehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12242844375515766875noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8217862707771098308.post-37984246057913120642007-04-24T23:27:00.000-05:002007-04-24T23:27:00.000-05:00Oh, I can TRY not to run into shit. Doesn't matter...Oh, I can TRY not to run into shit. Doesn't matter. I'll still walk into doors and people and trees, etc. And I have also fallen UP the stairs! Heheheheheh.Beahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16239451134091024868noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8217862707771098308.post-1688447694312108562007-04-23T12:09:00.000-05:002007-04-23T12:09:00.000-05:00Well, at least you fell down the stairs. It is mu...Well, at least you fell down the stairs. It is much harder to explain falling up the stairs. Believe me. I know. And, yeah, I have like 30 little bruises everywhere from helping mom pack up the house. I think that they call it "capillary fragility." No shit. I think that there REALLY is a term for us bruise-meisters. I swear, I am not getting bruised by "Michael" or anything. Well, TRY and not run into doors and stuff for the next couple of days. xoxoxoxoxo<BR/>~JosephineAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com