I hurt myself. I am male, and therefore the following applies:

  1. I desire sympathy.
  2. I will over-dramatise the injury.

That said…ouch. I was jogging around to the side gate when Megan jumped right under my feet. I slipped and hit the patio quite hard, ripping my trousers and scraping my leg, which started bleeding. Me = diddums.

Hey, my mother’s not around – I have to complain to somebody 🙂