Fact: I fell off a horse yesterday night, spent four hours in the Yale-New Haven emergency room with a seventeen year old Caucasian male named Charles who had ingested "a lot of mushrooms."

Fact: As such, I spent much of today in bed, catching up on work, watching "The Incredibles" and recuperating.

Fact: It was nice.

Wild Speculation: I will feel slightly worse tomorrow than I did today, but I will make myself go to at least one class, because I can not reasonably permit myself more than one day of utter laziness, even if it doesn't really count as laziness because I'm injured.