currently: @753 (10:05am) on thursday 9.9.10 | 1066 hours since last post
When a mime is arrested, do the police say, "You have the right to remain silent"?
My wonderful amazing friends and family are throwing me a bit of a birthday party at the moment. Just waiting around for Deb to get back from the store, where among other things she's buying me an Ace bandage to wrap around my poor damaged wrist. I crashed into the wall and hyperextended or sprained my right wrist at my football game last night - hurts like hell. Got a goal though, on a beautiful curving shot around the keeper, just inside the far post. Shots like that make it all worthwhile; that accomplished feeling, the thought that I really am pretty good at this thing, make the numerous sprains, twists, breaks, and so-tired-I'm-about-to-vomit feeling just the price paid.
Listening to the Ramones right now. "You don't know what it's like, you don't know how I feel." Gimme gimme shock treatment.
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