The Pygmies Are Coming...

My right shin looks like I've been playing paintball with a bunch of pygmies and lost.
In fact, I lost a fight with the bus steps. Yes, I'm the loser that falls in through doorways, trips over my own feet, drops things for no good reason and generally have the co ordination of a toddler.
A casual look will incite thoughts of me being abused by some pimp. But no, I'm doing all the bashing, smashing and tripping myself.

Is it the universe trying to tell me something?

Probably not.

Well, back to work. Got a gig to arrange and customers to alienate.

Pass the arnica oil first.