Gimp

i was supposed to work tonight, and accidentally got myself the night off.. though not with the best approach.
as soon as i opened the pub door my ankle rolled to the side and i fell down 4 steps, landing on the pub floor. quite an entrance- luckily only our security guy charles was there to see. he got me some ice for my sprained ankle, and after a half hour of limping around trying to make drinks, scooter called around and found a replacement for the night.
carolyn and i watched an episode of 'Nip/Tuck' (our newest dvd obsession) while i iced it and then she and our neighbour pat convinced me to grab a cab with them to Striker's for a drink.
luckily i don't have to go anywhwere tomorrow- it's back to the essays.