Bruises, which are disappointing

So I thought I had managed to get one "war wound" from Saturday night - a bruise on my right hip bone.

Until I showed Pippi, who said I totally do it to myself because I call the jam so forcefully. The boy agreed; basically everyone agrees.

So when I call off the jam, I smack my wristguards against my hips so forcefully that I bruise myself.

That's all! Meeting was tonight, now I can't sleep.