tile sucks...

So I woke up late this morning and talked with Mike about going to Pacifica with Courtney. Sounded like a good plan to me so I headed for the restroom to get my day rolling. About ten minutes into "my thing". my right leg tried to kick me in the face than my left stomped on the ground...bink the toilet seat breaks free and I see my face heading straight at my office chair I use to get around my tiny bathroom, my wheelchair will not fit. After I had the distinct pleasure of draggin my face across a rough fabric my body twitched some more in response to my superman manuver and the back of my shoulder blade slammed into the sink cabinet and my right shoulder kissed the tile harder than a newly married couple on their honeymoon. yeeeeeaaaaaaaa! TIMMMAHHH!!!