I wasn't actually diving. I'd already climbed down on the side-ladder and lunged into the water, kicked off the wall expecting to paddle to the bottom. But the bottom was about three feet closer than I expected...CRUNCH!So I spent the night in the emergency room, listening to "Married With Children" and somebody moaning over in the next bed, getting pointy things stuck in my elbows and not overall feeling very happy. Fortunately I don't appear to have done any permanent damage, no fractured bones, just a skin abrasion that looks awfully Frankenstein with the staples in it.
This is the hardcore way to get a set of facial piercings.
So that's what I did this weekend, how's things with you?
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