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So on Saturday, in the course of half an hour, I managed to hit first one hand and then the other into a doorknob. (The same doorknob both times, too, just to add insult to injury.) And then yesterday, I managed to pull down the curtain rod on my shoulder. Ow.

Spent most of the weekend reading Lost slash and wishing Jack into the cornfield. At this point, I'll read any pairing as long as it doesn't involve him. Gah.