I fell down today.
I was sitting in the library, so engrossed in my essay on the fate of Prometheus that I did not realize that my foot had fallen asleep. When I stood to find a printer, I put my weight on my dead foot, and collapsed, arms flailing, across the aisle. I smashed into the boy on the other side of my row, simultaneously crushing him against his desk and mauling nearby backpacks as I struggled to get my lifeless foot to hold my weight.
To their credit, no one in my immediate area burst out laughing.
There's nothing like getting the semester off to a good start.