Ouch

Stubbed my toe on my couch Wednesday morning. It hurt like a bitch. Yet I suffered through the walk to the metro, walked around at work all day, and walked home again. Iced it when I got home, but yes, i was worried it was broken, but come on, it was the pinky toe, not much you can do about a broken pinky toe anyway. It looked pretty ugly though:



Yeah, it was pretty black and ugly. I avoided the hospital though. It is the pinky toe, like I just said not much one can do about it (unless I wanted some pain pills). But still, I was not too worried. It did not look nearly as bad as the bruise I got when I was hit by a car:



I was ok after that one, I should be ok after a simple toe stubbing.

(as i tried to upload that picture, my internet went out, so the rest of this post is abbreviated from my original intention).

So I can walk on my toe, although the shuffling sort of walk I had to perform caused my left calf to get pretty damn sore. Nonetheless, I still played hockey tonight.

Part of this post was suppossed to say that my girlfriend -- who just finished up her first year in law school and is back in chicago, and whom I miss very much -- would have flipped out if she saw this and made me go to the hospital or doctor or some other bullshit. The point being that I finally found myself in a situation (its been a long week), where I was kinda glad she was not here. Then I talked to her tonight, and she was all like "Psh, thats nothing." But that is only because she is clumsy. I still think that she would be more concerned about damage to my pinky toe than damage to her toe.

The other part of this post was to prove (to her) that I am tough. I played hockey with a bruised toe! Sure it was the pinky, but still, hockey skates are pretty tight. However, the only pain I really had was when I transitioned from forwards to backwards skating, and during the game tonight the only time I had to do it quickly (and thus, more pain), was when there was an odd man rush and I had more important things to concern myself with (i.e. getting my ass back on D). I am fairly certain that I detailed my hockey injuries on my old blawg, so check that if you need more proof that I am tough.

Yeah, this post sucked, sorry. I joined twitter for some reason, link in the sidebar, so I will use that for my random thoughts and try to use this blog for actual posts. Dont know if I still have the 3,000 word posts in me that populated my old blog (at some point in the last year, I took down virtually all my posts there. But now, lots of them are back, and there are more coming soon. So recheck it out), but, I may give it a shot. I am 28 now, and slightly less stupid, which seriously inhibits my blog material. I might have to write something intelligent.

Anyway, the girl is gone until the end of August. When I am not drinking, I will use this space to occupy my time.