This happened.
I was processing the Field Destroy at work (damaged items that have a value too low for refurbishment to be worthwhile, so we break them and toss them) and I was slicing up discs with a razor as I'm often known to do. Every once in a while I'll catch a little skin here and there, but it's super rare and never serious when I do.
Until today, when apparently I decided to miss one disc entirely and just slice a quarter inch into my thumb at an angle just right
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I felt like I was stuck on some really troutty stage in Sonic the Hedgehog for a few months there, moving super fast and spinning in circles and generally failing at doing both of those things efficiently. But recently, it's like I've finally beaten that stage and progressed to the Bonus Stage. Now all I have to do is collect a metric smurfton of rings before the timer runs out, and I'm a winner regardless. This is a good feeling.
And another one down, another one down, another one bites the dust.
Today, I ruptured my posterior cruciate ligament. Again. And the best part? I was WALKING. Walking in a line. Not turning, not twisting, not running, not juking, not getting tackled, not ice skating, not cycling, not falling, not jumping... I was walking. Walking in a line.
This is the seventh time I've blown out my right knee; the fourth time the PCL has been affected. The first time I shredded
So, my first (legit) ex-girlfriend found out a couple days ago that she has HPV, and it's probably the cancerous kind, and I'm crying about it.
This is one of the sweetest girls I've ever known, and something so troutty couldn't have happened to someone less deserving of it. She'll probably need half of her cervix amputated, and now she may not have an opportunity to be a mommy in the future.
I don't even know how to really react to this. I can absolutely support her in
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Well, yesterday I picked up the key to the new apartment. As of today, I have 49 days remaining to shift from one apartment in what was a nice gated community three years ago (and is now less-nice... tenants are great but surrounding area has gone downhill) into a non-gated community that's very quite and in a lovely part of town. It's not -really- closer to work. It's almost exactly the same distance, but
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