I know that I haven’t been writing very much lately – too stressed, too tired, nothing but work to write about. Not very interesting to read…or write. But here’s a quick update.
I almost broke my neck. Yep…thought I had, for a few terrified seconds. I was carrying the one remaining small rat up our three flights of stairs, so she could sit by my computer and have company. I somehow totally missed the last two stairs, and did one of those horizontal – hanging in midair for a sec falls, then fell very heavily on my chest, the rat cage catching me under the jaw and snapping my whole head violently, loudly backwards. (Thank the gods I didn’t stick my tongue out, because I would have bitten it off.)
I lay there for a second (an eternity) afraid to move because I didn’t see how someone could do that to their body and NOT break their neck. My second thought was “this is going to be the stupidest story”. I mean, if you have to break your neck, you want to be doing an extreme sport, not falling on a rat cage.
I moved…no immediate pain, and I COULD move, which was a big relief. By then Phil was kmeeling by me, asking me if I was hurt, and being the wonderful patient that I always am when sick or hurt I snarled at him to fuck off and leave me alone. (Don’t ever touch me when I’m hurt – please let me get control of things first, because I am not a pretty person in those times.)
So, no enduring harm done, but much pain in jaw, teeth, neck, etc., and all I can say is thank the gods for codeine. :)
In other news, we moved to temporary offices this morning, and will move again in a month or two. We have a new senior developer, a junior developer who is doing extremely well, and I’ll finally be able to tame this project timeline. W00t!
In Warcraft this weekend, I was levelling my baby priest (currently level 14), when a level 51 and another level 30-something griefed me. I’ve never had this happen, since I don’t play on a PvP server. They kept throwing up duel requests, over and over again, refusing to let me decline (a 14 vs. a 51? Please!), followed me around doing /chicken emotes, killing everything that I was targeting, and completely making it impossible to play. I reported them to the GMs, then told the guild, and within a few minutes there were several level 60s there. My own personal idiots then pissed off to do Deadmines. Such stupidity. (The level 51’s name was Mm, on Aggramar EU, from some Danish guild, if anyone knows him/her.)
Anyway, back to work. :)