I never thought of bellydancing as a dangerous hobby. Apparently it is, if you are me. I was leaving class last night holding my dance bag...and it bumped against my leg. No big deal, right? Not if you have a porcupine quill in there! It was like a red hot poker was shoved inside my knee! Holy crap, I thought it was stuck! I wilted to the floor, and pulled up the leg on my pantaloons. Whew. Nothing broke off the tip of the quill, thank god. But ow I have a nice little puncture would on the side of my knee that's making me limp. Seriously, it only went in, like, less than 1/4 inch. Way less. Sigh. I hope I am not limping for my performance tomorrow. I think I just need to keep walking it out.