Biker mishap

Yeah. That happened. As I was making a turn, the front tire met mud, lost the handle and bang. Man, I scrubbed cement a few meters wide - with my right leg. Guess I can scratch that off my bucket list.

Several hours later...

I just figured why this happened to me. I don't think I'm superstitious but sometimes I get this feeling when things happen to me, kind of feeling that makes me see the point, why they had to happen and that's because I must have done something previously that got me to deserve them and just right now, I get why this happened. Because God cursed me, finally. I mean I have this really bad, really wrong habit and doing that requires a body part where the worse wound is on so yeah, it's God. He wants me stopped. So I had to turn that bike wrong.

It's all dressed up now, don't worry. And it's sort of cool, you know, it happening to me. I'm a bad ass!

Also, I gave a pretty great alibi for being late. Check.

And check this, my landlord's warehouse is just across where the accident was, and they got the whole thing on camera. I will have a copy!