Why am I soft in the middle when the rest of my life is so hard?

[venta]

Yesterday, I wrote:

> Right. I'm very late for rapper.

Once I'd got there, I managed to get one hand badly caught in the swords, had a bunch of swords smacked off my head, and someone trod on my foot. For encore, I did some practice tumbles[*], and fell of and landed on my knees.

And found out that a friend broke his back earlier in the week.

Bah. Should have stayed at home.

[*] Backwards somersaults, with your hands supported by the shoulders of people either side of you.

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[bateleur.livejournal.com]

Once I'd got there [...] and landed on my knees.

...and then the anvil landed on your head after all, as roadrunner escaped to safety ?

Better luck next time.