At least I got a burrito out of the deal.

Yesterday, I did not go to work. Instead, I hit a drunk girl with my bike.

I went to the hospital with a busted elbow and knee; I now have seven stitches on my elbow, while the knee required only neosporin and band-aids. The drunk girl was perfectly fine.

I missed work. I'm almost contemplating calling off today because I'm sore and cranky and a bit dehydrated, but I can't really afford it.