Sunday, July 01, 2007

Big Ankle

So we were at LAMB's company's end-of-financial-year after work drinks. Well, just an excuse to start drinking early on a Friday evening. I've to say that the Lychee & Lavendar Martini that I've been drinking the whole evening at Golden Monkey was lovely, as well as the random martini that the bartenderess randomly came up with.

After losing count on how many martinis I've had, Diana and I came out of the toilet, walked down the short flight of stairs, I slipped and we fell. Plural because I was apparently holding on to Di's hand. I was the klutz who had caused my misfortune on others. Di fell flat on her face, bringing home with her a bruised forehead, knees and palm. I left the place with deeply bruised ego, knees, and a twisted right ankle. Not after I downed another few martinis to tell myself that I was going to be okay, as long as I drank enough to numb the pain. It worked and I managed to make my way to Watermark.

I had probably jinxed myself...

Few days ago, I got a text from Doctor asking if my foot has fully recovered. I told him...

"All good. I can run on my heels again!"

A day later, I got an ultra sexy swollen right ankle. God damn it!!!

2 comments:

Diana said...

lol don't be silly.. if it's meant to happen it's meant to happen... I'm not going back there anytime soon that's for sure lol

Lucky Lazy Lynn said...

One last time - I'm very sorry!!!