This morning as JD and I walked out to the car, we noticed a pool of blood on the street, right on front of our house. The puddle looked like someone had smashed his/her head on the pavement and bled profusely. We were quite worried about this but what do you do? After all, we had heard no sirens in front of the house during the night so it could not have been a crime or accident that had required police presence.
We decided to wash it away with hot water and I went to work. JD rang to tell me she decided to call the police before washing the blood away and lo-and-behold, they told her to leave itt because there had been an incident reported in front of our house last night. Within 10 minutes the police arrived, cordoned off a section of the street and started to collect evidence from the scene.
In the end, they found a second pool of blood a bit further down the road and a bloody footprint. It turns out the victim is our upstairs neighbour. They are not sure what has happened to him but he is in hospital in a serius condition after indeed banging his head.
It looks like he smashed his head in front of our house on the pavement, then dragged himself along the road a bit and then was found by a lady and the police called.
That is probably the most exciting thing that has happened in my town in a very long time.
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05 December 2006
In some kind of weird lesbian fan-fiction scenario, I have today been compared to Kerry Weaver! There used to be a time where I would find this extremely nice and kind of cool. After all, who does nto want to be a red head, a doctor, a lesbian AND in a relatinship with the (in those days) ever-yummie Kim Legaspi (Elizabeth Mitchell)?
Now none of those things is of course the reason for me being called Weaver. No, it is much simpler and less exciting. I have rruptured some tendon/ligamentt in my foot at rugby this weekend. And so I am currently hobbling along with a crutch. I work in an office with all-blokes so I was a little surprised when one of them said: Do you ever watch ER, there is this doctor with a crutch, you remind me of her now.
Oh, it takes me back to the days when JD and I were only just getting to know each other. ER addicts we were. Rooting for Kim and Kerry to get together, shrug off the fear of being discovered and show us some good on-screen loving.
Oh well, one can dream. In the end, just as well that Kerry Weaver did not go witth Kim Legaspi. Because look at how Elizabeth Mitchell turned out: From hottie with curls to skinny woman with straight hair. Ugh!
Posted by BunnyFactor10 Posted on Tuesday, December 05, 2006