Enough with the sucker punching!

Yeah, I hit myself in the face with my laptop this afternoon. No reason, it's not like I didn't listen to myself or something, and I certainly wasn't sassing myself, so I didn't deserve a beating, I just got karmicly unlucky I guess. See, I was trying to get out of this big-ass bean bag chair in this meeting room we have at work, and I wore a dress to work today, so getting out of said beanbag chair gracefully was *challenging*. I managed to keep my knees locked together, so no one got the pleasure of seeing my cookie place, but in an effort to stay chaste, I lost track of where my damned ole computer was. So, here I am, thinking I'm all kinds of fly cause I swung myself out of that beanbag chair in such a way that Jane Austen would have reveared and cannonized, then I cold-cocked myself in the left eye with my Think Pad. Fucking IBM and their "Think Pads", always trying to keep a sister down. Anyway, I got a red mark and a bruise, but it's cool. I'm gonna tell people I'm been prize fighting again, that way folks will think I'm tough, but mysterious.