As in, graceful. Because I am not. Yesterday I was going down one of the many staircases that Lisa and Scott have in their house(they live in a three story), and I tripped on a blanket, fell halfway down, and wrenched my ankle and foot. Bad. Yesterday I was able to hobble around a bit, but today it has swelled up to twice its normal size and I cannot put any weight on it a t all. So Joe has gone to Walgreen's to pick up some crutches, and it looks like I'll be needing a wheelchair at the airport today. Sometimes I think if it weren't for bad luck, I wouldn't have any luck at all.