  I made like Rambo and crawled my way up the stairs and into the computer room. After that much effort, the least I could do is to write a smidge for the ol blog.
Todays feeling much better, kids. Yes, it hurts plenty. But it feels less fragile, as if the healing has a (a-hem) foothold and is no longer so vulnerable. I wish for a shower. And for the moment I can remove this boot (thurs) and clean the thing. And of course, to be at home being nursed back to health with an IV of alcohol and a breathing mask of ether. Think I may make it out of doors today to get a little sun. read the book my lovely aunt brought me yesterday. Oh, and this is the real reason why I clawed my way upstairs to the computer. I just had to post this: Can YOU tell the difference? Prof. Asshole from CSUSM? or Prof. Asshole, urlLink Olivier , from Six Feet Under ? 
