Be my slave.

Isn't that how it works when you have surgery? Crutches really makes it fairly difficult to carry anything, and so I get to spend the next two weeks completely useless. Which is fun, but also means I am going crazy with boredom.

I was hoping that I would say lots of funny things when I was waking up from surgery, but unfortunately all I did was ask the nurse if her job was boring. And all my blog ideas seem to have disappeared with my pain killers. Or maybe they were removed with my ankle bone. That is yet to be determined. So until then, I am sorry for slacking on writing every Tuesday, I promise to find something exciting to write about so you can have something new tomorrow!