frailty, thy name is andy

[absentiment]

so i sprained my ankle last night while playing basketball. i'd like to say it was a tragic, beautiful happenstance while accomplishing some amazing feat of physical prowess, but in truth, i just jumped and stepped on someone's foot upon landing. silly, stupid, and ridiculously painful. it swelled to the size of a grapefruit and turned a mottled purplish yellow. i don't think i've ever sprained it this badly, although i think technically i sprained my ankle and foot. what's worse is that i can't fucking walk, and i have to hobble around on these crutches like a damn fool. i know the underarm bruises are all the rage these days, but the chafing is minimal so far. the funny thing is that my friends convinced me to go downtown last night, foot and all. i ended up playing one-legged darts, seated darts, and crutch darts, of which the seated darts is highly recommended. the only problem is that people think you're sitting, and therefore drinking and not throwing sharp, pointy metal projectiles. this can lead to hostile situations, so be careful.

i might have to go see sideways to make myself feel better. and drink a lot tonight.