crossover

man why does bad shit allways happen to me right after things finally go really well.

so i'm riding my bike home from band practice, when a baracade out of nowhere just falls out infront of me for no reason. nothing touched it, no wind, it ust fell, i slammed on my brakes, my backend comes up snd right over, i go over the handle bars and land right on my arm.

i lay on the ground in pain for a good 10 minutes till i drag myself to the grass, my brakes took a beating on the crash, and the slightest movement of my arm brings masive pain. so much i can't even hold the handle bars... so i walk my bike 10 minutes to a payphone because there was none around and no one stopped to see if i was ok.... don't have a quater, and the store i got to was just locking up when i got there, the guy wouldn't give me a quater or unlock the door so i can break a fucking 20... so i have to collect call my dad.

he comes drives me to the hospital cause i know its fucked. 5 fucking hours in there....

first i sit in the waiting room, then moved to the other side of the waiting room and waited there... then to the xray waiting room. then xrays which the had to position my arm in painful positions. then back to waiting room, then to another room, they look at it and they didn't even xray what was needed

so i wait in the xray waiting room for over an hour for them to come and tell me the operater is off work now and the next one is late... so back to the waiting room... then an hour later i'm finally getting the right xrays. ten waited forever for them to look at em... by this point the slightest movement anywhere is giving shooting pains from my finger tips to my elbow.... so they cast up my arm and try and figure out for 20 minutes how to put the cast on properly but they can't cause their incompitent, so i figure it out for them...

all they fucking gave me is T3's which do nothing but make me tired...

this really is bumbing me out, not only am i going to miss my bands show on saturday which is our first show back in months with a new drummer, but i'm gonna miss almost 2 weeks of work, and i'm trying to save up to move out with the girlfriend at the end f august... so i'm pretty fucking down on life right now.

and i have to call work in 3 hours to tell them all this, and its been more then 24 hours without sleep... some one please aim for my head.

p.s. typing all this with one hand was a mother fucker