I don't know whether to laugh or have a stroke.
Let me tell you about my weekend...
So this past Saturday, I was originally supposed to work this street festival with the local crafters street team. Unfortunately, because I've had 2 surgeries is the past 3 weeks, I was unable to go. I was kinda bummed because I was really looking forward to it and had put a lot of work in the promos, but oh well, life goes on, and I settled in for a night of SNL and painkillers. A low key night is probably a good thing with all the pain and head shaving and various other drama this past week. Yup, a nice quiet night.
And then the phone rings.
It's Kailya (co-worker). Sevi's been in an accident, the ambulance just left to take him to the hospital. Something about a bike. I made hear repeat it at least 3 times before she hangs up. I call the ER and they won't give info over the phone. Panic sets in... I have no way to get to the hospital. Sevi took the car to work, and its Saturday night... no one's home. I wound up going to a neighbors, who graciously gave me a ride.
To make a long story not quite as long, he took a few of the kids biking and he went off a trail and into a rocky ravine. He shattered his arm to the point that they couldn't even set it, he'll need surgery. Broke his nose and got 13 stitches in his lip, but he's lucky he didn't crack his skull open.
He's back at home, and in pain of course, but all in all, he's doing pretty good. We've actually been laughing about it. The past few months have been so crazy, if it wasn't true, no one would believe it. Its like a bad movie. I told Sevi that we should do some family portraits... me with my bald bandaged head and him with his bruised, stitched face and sling. We're so fucking hot.
(* I reserve the right to have as many typos as I damn well please while in this condition. So there.)
Let me tell you about my weekend...
So this past Saturday, I was originally supposed to work this street festival with the local crafters street team. Unfortunately, because I've had 2 surgeries is the past 3 weeks, I was unable to go. I was kinda bummed because I was really looking forward to it and had put a lot of work in the promos, but oh well, life goes on, and I settled in for a night of SNL and painkillers. A low key night is probably a good thing with all the pain and head shaving and various other drama this past week. Yup, a nice quiet night.
And then the phone rings.
It's Kailya (co-worker). Sevi's been in an accident, the ambulance just left to take him to the hospital. Something about a bike. I made hear repeat it at least 3 times before she hangs up. I call the ER and they won't give info over the phone. Panic sets in... I have no way to get to the hospital. Sevi took the car to work, and its Saturday night... no one's home. I wound up going to a neighbors, who graciously gave me a ride.
To make a long story not quite as long, he took a few of the kids biking and he went off a trail and into a rocky ravine. He shattered his arm to the point that they couldn't even set it, he'll need surgery. Broke his nose and got 13 stitches in his lip, but he's lucky he didn't crack his skull open.
He's back at home, and in pain of course, but all in all, he's doing pretty good. We've actually been laughing about it. The past few months have been so crazy, if it wasn't true, no one would believe it. Its like a bad movie. I told Sevi that we should do some family portraits... me with my bald bandaged head and him with his bruised, stitched face and sling. We're so fucking hot.
(* I reserve the right to have as many typos as I damn well please while in this condition. So there.)
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It's a shame, that shirt is rad.
The old man pants rule, but the Trans Am shirt smells funny
Hehe!
Thanks
P.s. Where is my steak, I was expecting a steak since the box had the word steak on it!?
The old man pants are the raddest old man pants.
I like the little S on the buttons, my first name starts with S so that's cool!
Thanks.