Life hasn't been interesting enough lately so last night I twisted the heck out of my ankle - you know, just to liven things up. I'll spare you the grisly details but let's just say I'm getting too old to run up a tall staircase at sinking-sailor speed. The last time I missed a step like that, klaxons were sounding over the ship's loudspeakers. But that was long ago. Right now I got a throbbing foot, a funny walk and something
else to complain about. Did I mention I was supposed to go skiing this weekend?
4 comments:
Damn Stew, I heard you were going to the Dr. but didn't know you messed up your ankle that badly! Take it easy and stop chasing those girls up the stairs. Definitely reschedule the ski trip... oh, and thanks for puttin' some props about me on your blog. My counter also starts to jump when you post a link to my humble little blog.
Sorry about the pain, but it could have been worse. At least you can still blog. I hope you mend quickly and I agree with jeff martin.
Man, Stew, I bet your glad you didn't have the ax on your shoulder. Let the ladies have all the fun on the slopes and you stay at the resort in the spa all day. I'm sure the fine folks in the spa can make that foot feel a little better with their magic hands.
Dude, that's a bummer-- call if you need anything, okay?
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