With all the personal hub bub and alleged drama re: the move, the oven bun, late sleeping, etc. - I probably come off as a man addled by the PAIN. Got a dose of perspective this weekend. My dearest little brother, the TINY, did a number on his left flipper, resulting in surgery, plates, screws, morphine, and general shittiness.
Can't speak in specifics, but I've assurances this thing hurts like sandy crack on a cross country roadtrip. Only upside here lies in the care package coming, and the fact that a bionic ankle makes for good uncle bedtime.
Big brother's sloth puts him in zero danger for such injury, however, ready to take rubber bullets as needed.
If you are in network, send the kid a condolence. Cordani on *speed heal with a hot meal* (program), already.
For a real recap, you have to go here:
http://fcscurvy.com/html/fc_news.html
How bad ass is their blog? I got to harden up here in a hurry and lose these foppy colors / soft fonts.
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