genesis!

I suddenly have a lot of free time on my hands..... and with limited activities available to me because of my temporary gimp status - i decided to CREATE. I am certainly not enterprising enough to create something concrete, like a scarf or a pinewood derby racer, and those things require materials. And materials require MONEY, something I am trying to avoid spending at all costs. I'm not doing a great job. Blog =free, ergo I=blogger.

I have been on crutches for approximately 8 days, and I am quite ready to be mobile again. The one upside is- I can make everyone else wait on me hand and foot and feel no guilt. Also, I got a ride home from the nice cop who stakes out Coventry *Two Times* ( arrested development?). so that was nice. But still, I'd much prefer to be able to walk.
Stairs- difficult.
Shower- made simpler by geriatric shower stool, but still difficult.
Navigating Panini's- next to impossible that place is packed, and poorly laid out if I may be so bold.
Preparing a Meal- hard. it involves a lot of hoping.
By far the worst part is the little things, like oh I would love to grab that chapstick from my dresser but I must crutch through the jungle of crap on the floor to reach it, then once I get there, I want to do my makeup but Lo! the makeup is in the bathroom. fml.

Apparently I should be off these things soon, but it can't be soon enough. I would really really love to be able to dance and such at the Yeah Yeah Yeahs concert, but since that's in two days it probably won't happen. Maybe Karen O will take pity on me and give me special treatment.

Needless to say I have a lot more respect for the truly crippled out there. It sucks. I don't know how those people with the special shorty crutches do what they do, because that shit is HARD. and wheelchairs? come on you can't get into any tight spaces. I also wonder how the guy in the wheelchair that goes to the B-Side get's down there- seriously, how?

But I digress.
So whilst trapped in this fortress of boredom I shall attempt to achieve some sort of epiphany, a higher understanding of the meaning of life, how to create gold, and why some people dress like that. Or actually where I want to go to grad school how to get in, and what I should be doing with my life. This is my vision quest, because apparently the visit to New Mexico was just the start.

This is the start of my attempt to Break On Through to the Other Side. Welcome aboard.