W3C//DTD XHTML 1.0 Strict//EN" "http://www.w3.org/TR/xhtml1/DTD/xhtml1-strict.dtd"> Moi, Toi, et VoI: March 2007

Friday, March 16, 2007

grB&*dJK((()$%z/

Too bummed to blog.

Aircast for six weeks. Apparently I am lucky that I don't need ligament surgery.

If anyone has any insight into the ways of the Universe right now, please email me. I have a couple of questions to ask.

Monday, March 12, 2007

Just Say No.

To clogs.

It's finally happened. The little paranoid nightmare in the back of my mind has finally come true.

On Saturday night SFG and I went to Franklin Fountain. On wrong misstep in my Dankso tartans and bam! One osseous avulsion fracture along the dorsal talar head, or one broken left foot.

I tripped on a step and twisted my foot. After I almost fainted and threw up from the pain, SFG hailed a cab and dragged me home. I think everyone thought I was absurdly wasted because I said I wanted to throw up and pass out out loud. This was Old City after all. They see that kind of stuff all the time.

Yesterday SFG and I worked at The Canary for the last day of the Hellish Parade of Red Hat Society Followers, erm Flower Show. It was a crazy week and it ended on a crazier note.

So now I am laid up in bed for the day with ugly shoe thingy and crutches until I get to the podiatry institute on Friday to decide what they're going to do with my foot.

Remember: Clogs can kill.

Or at least painfully maim.