Fencing
So uh... yeah...
Interesting week. First time going through withdrawal
Apparently codeine withdrawal for me means the shakes... and some weird "wall" type separation effect thing... I dunno
Dinner has become a painful experience (not fun)
It's amazing what one stitch can become in the rumor mill world that we live in... someone asked to see the outside of my elbow and then was surprised when there was no wound on that side
So I've got a little-looking cut on my elbow... hell of a story, though
I figure, if i wanted scars from pointy objects, I coulda gone to NJIT and insulted black people or something aka Ray
But no... while fencing, I broke a foil in half with my arm and then the half that was left beat my elbow...
Then, when I get back from the ER getted stitched up, I'm supposed to be working at the school Coffeehouse
Obviously I can't
I tell my co-worker the story as why I can't work... he agrees and says he'll set up the coffeehouse for the late shift but leave the place closed for the drag show that night
So I leave, and at said drag show (which faye showed up to, thanks faye) I'm all doped up on codeine while people are coming up to me and being like "are you the craig that got stabbed?"
Apparently he put a sign on the coffeehouse door that was all "Coffeehouse closed until late shift. Craig got stabbed and is at the ER." Something like that, anyhow...
So, I've got extensions on all school stuff, whatever... but there's gonna be a reckoning as I do nothing this week... oy...
Can't wait for break though... gonna go home, woo
Interesting week. First time going through withdrawal
Apparently codeine withdrawal for me means the shakes... and some weird "wall" type separation effect thing... I dunno
Dinner has become a painful experience (not fun)
It's amazing what one stitch can become in the rumor mill world that we live in... someone asked to see the outside of my elbow and then was surprised when there was no wound on that side
So I've got a little-looking cut on my elbow... hell of a story, though
I figure, if i wanted scars from pointy objects, I coulda gone to NJIT and insulted black people or something aka Ray
But no... while fencing, I broke a foil in half with my arm and then the half that was left beat my elbow...
Then, when I get back from the ER getted stitched up, I'm supposed to be working at the school Coffeehouse
Obviously I can't
I tell my co-worker the story as why I can't work... he agrees and says he'll set up the coffeehouse for the late shift but leave the place closed for the drag show that night
So I leave, and at said drag show (which faye showed up to, thanks faye) I'm all doped up on codeine while people are coming up to me and being like "are you the craig that got stabbed?"
Apparently he put a sign on the coffeehouse door that was all "Coffeehouse closed until late shift. Craig got stabbed and is at the ER." Something like that, anyhow...
So, I've got extensions on all school stuff, whatever... but there's gonna be a reckoning as I do nothing this week... oy...
Can't wait for break though... gonna go home, woo