first off, excuse the case and any errors. i'm typing with one hand, because my other is holding an ice pack to my knee, which is only mildly sore. my ankle is more sore, so it gets the larger ice pack and an ace bandage.

tomorrow, i'm sure, i'll remember the days in high school when i'd wake up sore and think to myself that i had a few hours of classes to rest before i ran again. hopefully it wouldn't be mile repeats. there was always something hurting. college had its share of injuries but 9 times out of 10 they were due to a crash rather than simply being sore. (unless we'd done a particularly hard ride the day before...but even then cycling seemed to simply suck your energy away rather than leaving your ankles swollen or your joints creaking. low impact, you know? except when you'd crash. i guess cycling left more scars.

i am getting back to my chicken catching days, though, which feels good. two indoor games ago i could barely breathe after the first half. now i just want to keep playing. as long as i stay injury free i'll be good. time to tske some drugs, turn down my glowing blue music box, drink some h2o, (my full glass is currently chillin' in the freezer) and remove the contacts. if i keep this up i'll get pretty good at typing with my left hand. i'm already better than some people who hunt and peck. if i could just get the case thing to work i'd be set.

goodnight gracie.