I’ve narrowly escaped death a handful of times recently. Okay, not death, but injury for sure.
The incidents (in chronological order):
Codazo
While I was hanging out with el Venado, he accidentally elbowed my lower lip. Ouch.
La cucaracha
My roommate, Isa, tried to go all Heathers on me and set 3 bug bombs to fumigate our 3 bedroom apartment while I was sleeping. I know she doesn’t hate me, but didn’t she think that if my car was in the parking lot, my door was closed and my keys were on the kitchen table, I was probably still sleeping in my bed? I was pissed, but we’re cool now that I’m not dead and haven’t grown antennae and wings.
I got good brakes
I think November is my car accident month (see 2004 and 2002). In the last two days, I’ve narrowly escaped two car accidents. Both were not my fault. Stupid LA drivers.
The burrito incident
Yesterday morning, I was walking from the parking lot to Kerckhoff, where I have my student government office. Unknowingly, I stepped on something squisy with my right foot. As my foot slid forward, I struggled to keep from falling and dropping my shoulder bag (which held my laptop, cell phone and camera). I caught my balance, checked to see who had caught my slip and then looked down at the culprit. What was it? Half a bean burrito. I thought I was sliding on a banana peel because that’s what happens in the cartoons and it seems a lot more plausible than slipping on half a bean burrito.
Who the hell slips on a burrito? Me.
Slippery when wet
Today, I almost slipped on my way to class. The cause this time? Wet floors. I slipped despite trying to walk carefully. Someone must be watching out for me ‘causse normally I would have fallen flat on my ass.
Someone please send me an ojo de venado. I’m beginning to think I’m the victim of brujería and I need a limpia or something.
Hehehe. These are things that would -so- only happen to you. Very amusing. Just be careful though!
“Cause of death: Burrito”
It could be worse.
between wet floors and disgarded burritos, I’d say someone is watching for you to fall.
whoa how did you set your wordpress to automatically show the comment in the preview pane? and yes who the hell does almost slip on a burrito, ive swung from a vine and fell into a creek.
Honestly, who the heck slips on a burrito?
You and me both, amiga. You and me both.
necesitas una limpia (de venado?)
it is moments like this that makes us appreciate life (yeah, like reading about a near death experience after slipping on a burrito, tenian queso?)
Who is the real victim? You or the burrito?
Say a couple rosaries and then go buy a ojo bracelet.
Wow you’ve had a rough time! I cannot believe your roomate left those bug bombs with you still inside. Everyone knows that it isn’t safe to be around fumigation, doesn’t she watch Seinfeld?
And I’m sorry but I literally laughed out loud about the burrito, I’m glad you are ok though. Anglos slip on bananas, we Latinos slip on burritos. lol.
hehehe i keep thinking “Xicana slips on burrito” jejejeje
awww, that sounds rough. glad your still with us.
“Burrito kills woman”…. Would people think it’s an animal or the food? LOL.. Definitely BE CAREFUL!
hey cindy, sorry to hear about your troubles, but at the same time, it made me smile =D. that’s funny, don’t worry, i’ve been clumsy too, well not that much…hehehe…pues, cuidate.
i’m glad to hear that you are still alive…wathchale con esos burritos
Glad you’re alright, remember follow an elbow to the face with a kidney punch. When the elbow goes up the inside of the torso is exposed. We all care about Cindy, but come on, that half a burrito was ruined. Someone, me, probably could have eaten that burrito, instead of another stinking bowl of ramen.
i’m glad that you’re okay. A bean burrito huh? Wierd!
I’m wondering why you call your novio “el venado”…
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