So I just face planted into one of my kitchen chairs. I slipped on the floor and did a split, wretched my back and hit the chair on my way down. I have feeling I am going to wake up with a bruise on my face tomorrow. I swear this apartment is out to kill me.
I really am obsessed with Supernatural. Not only I am going here, but now I'm going here. Courtesy of mom. With mom, because you know, she loves her some Sam.