I just got back from the store. I bought honey buns, wheat bread and advil. Breakfast, dinner and everything in between. Due to my spill at the train station yesterday I woke a little sore, my knee still bloody, but altogether better. My arm was my real concern. It felt like I had pulled all the muscles in it and when I moved it, it burned, which seems like a bad thing. All the bones seemed to be functioning optimally, so I didn't stress too much. But today it's fine. In fact, all I have is the memory of fiery pain. It appears that I got lucky, because if the only lingering injury I have is a gross knee wound, I'll take it.
I went in to work today for like 5 hours and the city was awesome. When I got downtown, it was already over 50 and the sun was shining like a glorious beacon of something or other. Even the bums were in a jovial mood. I'm not fooling myself, I know we still have winter left, but I like seeing everyone sort of dewinterize their souls, even if for a day.
I like going to work on the weekend. I know how that sounds, but the commute is way laid back, and leaving my apartment, like at all, makes me feel like less of a shut in. Work is barren, there's usually only one or two people on the entire floor (if any) which means I can turn up my music a little and just work. I'm not gonna complain about the extra hours either, but that's not what it's about. Anyway, I got a shit load of stuff done today, I got out in the nice weather and I came home to the Pirates trilogy on BluRay.
Not a bad day, I'd say.
16 comments:
Do you have Neosporin and bandages?
No, well, I have normal band-aids, but they are way too small. I did clean it with soap and water though.
I would have been all like "Fuck! I don't have insurance! Now I'm going to have to declare bankruptcy because I fell on some ice."
Americans are funny
Yeah, well, the thought did cross my mind, but if I can walk away and move all my bits then medical care is folly.
You are folly.
Undoubtedly.
that's what she said
She never talks to me.
That's too bad.
Sabor de Soledad: Ahora con mas semen del toro!
That was awesome. I asked the wife if they said "with Bull semen" and she corrected me that it was "with more Bull Semen." Glad to know I'll be able to find work down south once those pesky Canadians evict us out of 'Merica.
You'll be Chief Evaporator.
Gross knee wounds are kinda hot.
That have been known to make knees weak.
Please enjoy my subtle wordplay.
I hate blog comments that say nothing but merely fawn all over the author.
You never have to worry about that from me.
So is your knee better? Post a new blog, so that we may all move past this traumatic moment in history.
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