looks like I have two kneecaps doesn't it? well I don't but I busted my ass today at the skating rink. it was all good and I was rocking to Alejandro until I stopped watching where I was going. anyway, what was really funny was I had just texted my friend Suzannah where I was and what I was doing. she texted back and told me she was too afraid of falling to skate. foolishly, I said I wasn't afraid of that. then like Icarus flying too close to the sun, I fell and busted my knee. then the kid who patrols the floor had to help me up because I couldn't put weight on my knee. so I slinked off the floor and put my cons back on and watched Maddy skate the rest of the time. I think it's funny how I never am afraid of real danger. sure, I'm afraid of the next pandemic turning out to be the zombie apocalypse or the world coming to an end in 2012 or even aliens landing. but falling and seriously injuring myself? nope. at 41, you'd think I would be but I think I still think I'm 21. I know I think my body is still 21. it doesn't look that way hahahaha but I expect it to behave that way. I think I should bounce back after surgery or injury like I'm from Krypton. I'll probably be skiing when I'm sixt and parachuting when I'm 80.oh well. skating is fun and I'll be back to it asap. but maybe this time I'll wear knee pads under my jeans.