It’s The Circle of Life

As you may have noticed, blogging has died down a bit recently. It’s not because I have nothing to say, it’s just because I have nothing interesting to say.

The weeks are all the same: Mr. Cranky Ankle gets better, then gets worse. I go to work. I come home. I watch television on my Gigantic Damn TV. I get cranky about doing PT at 7am because it means I have to get up at 6. Lather, rinse, repeat.

On the weekends, I watch more television and movies because Mr. Cranky Ankle seems to have something against me leaving the house and participating in life, because every time I try, I end up taking several painful steps backwards in my efforts towards recovery.

I could bore you all to tears with repeated dissections of my various recurring activities, or possibly a diatribe or two about my near-constant lack of sleep because of either the ankle, the cat, or some combination of the two (like when Chaplin slept on my bad ankle and I didn’t wake up until he’d clearly been there for a couple hours).

Instead, I’ll simply post this one whining rant, and you can reload it over and over again, and it’ll be just like having me there.

Technology. Ain’t it grand?

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