I wanted to say thanks to everyone who left message around the time of surgery. My arm is now Frankenarm on the outside, with a lovely scar. On the inside, when you see the X-ray it looks like a part underneath the kitchen sink. According to Ginger, anyway
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As much as I hate having to pack up and clean the room I've been living in for three years (I don't want to even think about what's under the bed), I'm so fucking glad I'm leaving this place on Thursday. The dog has not stopped barking for two hours and for the past week or so the wireless router has been unreliable at best
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This is what happens to me when I have two days of socializing, no matter how awesome it is: I turtle up, as my one friend calls it. I don't really talk to anyone about anything for a good week or so, even though I had an incredible time and I totally owe people some pictures.