..Ouch!

I just dropped my telly on my head and am sitting here glowering at the offending article lying helplessly on its side on my bedroom floor. I'll be damned if I'll be the one to try to pick it up and put it back on the shelf again- look what it did to me this time? It doesn't care. It's just a TV. With particularly pointy corners and more weight to it than its size suggests. Argh, my head is throbbing. Maybe I should go rummage in the freezer for some frozen peas; there's a rather formidable looking lump on my head. And a small child doing somersaults in my abdomen where I went down like a sack of potatoes, clutching said telly. I should probably go to bed. I'll pick they TV up first. I won't be able to sleep with it all askew on the floor like that. I dislike mess, you see. Bugger and arse, my head hurts.