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Tuesday, February 12, 2008

self-pity

my sorrowful excuse for a wrist's out of the cast, and now sensitive and sore. and i keep experiencing pins and needles in my thumb, which is annoying.
the doctors couldn't agree on whether or not my wrist is / was broken, and against my hypochondriac judgement i'm going with the expert... at least this way i don't need to put on another cast. casts suck.

i don't care if the circular saw that the medic used to cut through the cast is skin-safe... it goes through hardened resin like butter and i felt it on my skin. there's nothing anyone can say to make me worry less, especially when he's slowly playing over a major artery.

i didn't sleep enough last night by a long shot, and tonight's already late so i'm hurrying through this. today was hard work, and as much fun as yesterday was with the SC today was not.

i did have a good debate with the new kid in our section, over the basic philosophy behind my being anti nanny-laws. i'm not letting this one go easily, i am the dog with the bone.

the kid and i went to gym to abuse the treadmills tonight, and i'm completely sore and exhausted after completely overdoing it. we've just done with a solid dinner, and i'm bushed.

it's raining, it's pouring, and the old man is about to get snoring...

inspired anti-scientology, v for vendetta is the right way to go.

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