First FAIL of 2011

This one hits a little closer to home, in that I am the idiotic subject of today's blog post. I wish I could lay the blame for this beautiful display of grace on some debilitating substance but alas, I was very much sober for this one. You know those little fence things people get to contain their children and pets? The house I was partying at last night for NYE had one that came right up to about my crotch level. There was a little gate in this fence that swung open if you pressed a button really hard and also kind of lifted it and pushed it and basically you had to just drop kick the thing open. I wanted a snack shortly after midnight so, instead of going through the stupid gate I gracefully leaped over the fence, no problem. I got my snack, I made a quick phone call, and then I returned to the living room. Or at least I tried. I had less room to hop over the fence from this side, and I guess I didn't get my leg quite high enough, because I hooked my right front foot on the gate, twisted around, smashed the back of my right thigh (how???), my left shin, and my right foot, ending up sprawled out on the floor in front of all my friends. There was an awkward moment of silence where everyone was trying to not laugh in case I was seriously hurt, but that vanished when one girl shouted, "FIRST EPIC FAIL OF 2011!!!!!".  Luckily, my body was less injured than my pride, and the night continued rather smoothly. I did awake to find a lovely purple monstrosity on the back of my leg, and a nicely swollen lump on my shin, but hey, who comes out of a NYE party in one piece anyway? 2011: Off to a good start!