The physio gave me six weeks to heal and wrapped me in so many bandages I started planning the designs on my sarcophagus.
I also have a set of crutches and strict instructions to use them.
I declare; I’m almost feeling provoked.
I guess this means the October Rogaine is out…
I also have a set of crutches and strict instructions to use them.
I declare; I’m almost feeling provoked.
I guess this means the October Rogaine is out…
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I walked past your house a bunch of times last week, perhaps I should knock and see if you are home next time. Also, my offer to take the woofer to monument still stands, for those times you're not feeling up to it.
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Want to visit and help me with the woofer?
Shall be home about 5pm.
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Sorry!
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Torn ligament-y things hurt!
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Books and movies??
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Oh and icecream and comfort food.
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I count the October rogaine as being 6 weekends away, which I reckon puts you still in it.
In the words of the immortal
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I *was* going to try and go with Jess and Liz which means I'm not going to be physically challenged - it might be OK.
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Think of it as pirate training? First you wrench your ankle, and they watch secretly to see how you cope with crutches and bandages. Then, if you pass that, they remove the entirely superfluous limb by serpent/sword fight/method of choice and give you the far more efficient wooden leg and you're off!
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I shall say 'Arrh!' more.