Every Triangle Has 3 Corners
Well, I was going to have a comic finished this weekend, but I have lost two days due to one of the saddest sports injuries of all time. I managed to destroy my elbow during a game of Foozeball. I'll never make the mistake of playing two games in a row ever again. My elbow's all swollen and being wrapped in ice. It is getting better though, as yesterday, I couldn't even really grasp a pen very well. Today, I can - but it's still quite uncomfortable, so I'm giving it some rest. I'm not a very physically strengthy person, it appears.
But it is not without precedent.
When I was 8 years old, I actually fractured my wrist while playing a game of darts. I'd rather not go into the details at this moment. But I am fairly certain that I'm not brittle and calcium-deficient. Just very, very sad.
However, the good news is that my brother let me borrow his Schoolhouse Rock DVD, so I am currently learning the shit out of Addition. I've already gone through Grammar, Science, and Finances.
I love Schoolhouse Rock.
<3


2 Comments:
Being brittle is what I do.
Step off my turf, Snappy O'Fracture.
I would gladly step off this brittle turf except that, in doing so, I would most likely stumble and fall on my head, shattering my skull and piercing my brains with the bone shards.
:(
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