At least the police were not involved this time

I have neglected to write a long and entertaining account of this last week. Sorry. *contrite* snowqueenofhoth was visiting, and cadragongirl and I accompanied her on lots of adventures. Here's one of them that happened when we were visiting Wellesley, because no adventure is complete unless I have managed to injure myself in some way or other.

[On the bus]
BUS: *lurch*
MY HEAD: *crack*
ME: ...oh, dear.

[At Wellesley]
FRIENDS: Are you okay?
ME: Yes, yes! Pay me no mind! I shall just sit here a moment.
FRIENDS: Are you sure? You look wan.
ME: It is only shock, I assure you!
FRIENDS: ...
ME: *dash*

[Third-floor ladies' room]
PROFESSOR #1: Do you hear sobbing?
PROFESSOR #2: That's perfectly normal; I believe the first Beginning Greek class just finished.
PROFESSOR #1: Ah, of course.

[Downstairs]
ME: Well, I am happy to report that they have at last upgraded the third-floor ladies' room toilet paper holders!
FRIENDS: We'd be more worried about that knock on your head if you weren't always like this.

[Back in Boston]
ME: I have been wounded, missed buses through no fault of my own, run like a madwoman through the streets, nearly been late to class, and to cap it off my mascara has all washed away. GIVE ME CHAI.

I do not like to think of what would have happened next if they'd been out of chai.

At least the police were not involved this time

I have neglected to write a long and entertaining account of this last week. Sorry. *contrite* snowqueenofhoth was visiting, and cadragongirl and I accompanied her on lots of adventures. Here's one of them that happened when we were visiting Wellesley, because no adventure is complete unless I have managed to injure myself in some way or other.

[On the bus]
BUS: *lurch*
MY HEAD: *crack*
ME: ...oh, dear.

[At Wellesley]
FRIENDS: Are you okay?
ME: Yes, yes! Pay me no mind! I shall just sit here a moment.
FRIENDS: Are you sure? You look wan.
ME: It is only shock, I assure you!
FRIENDS: ...
ME: *dash*

[Third-floor ladies' room]
PROFESSOR #1: Do you hear sobbing?
PROFESSOR #2: That's perfectly normal; I believe the first Beginning Greek class just finished.
PROFESSOR #1: Ah, of course.

[Downstairs]
ME: Well, I am happy to report that they have at last upgraded the third-floor ladies' room toilet paper holders!
FRIENDS: We'd be more worried about that knock on your head if you weren't always like this.

[Back in Boston]
ME: I have been wounded, missed buses through no fault of my own, run like a madwoman through the streets, nearly been late to class, and to cap it off my mascara has all washed away. GIVE ME CHAI.

I do not like to think of what would have happened next if they'd been out of chai.