it's almost here...

So many things are coming up to be very much excited about.

2 days from now, I get to get these metal spikes out of my foot. I get to walk, play capoeira, play tennis, surf if it clears up and I get to finally to...

3 days from now, I get to go to my bio class the first time since the midterm in October! It's way over in another part of the college and my crutching endurance just isn't good enough for that expedition. Also, if i feel up to it, I'm gonna go hit the bars in PB or downtown.

9 days from now, I'm done with finals! No more school til January and more importantly, no more bio. I get to start fresh with a new set of classes and I'm stoked. I say this every quarter here, but winter 07 will bring about a different student.

11 days from now, paycheck and another Vegas trip, but this time with Victoria! She finally gets to go to Vegas as a legal drinker and gambler...

12-13 days from now, I might have a chance to see the Foos again at the KROQ Almost Acoustic Christmas. They won't be touring for another 2 or 3 years so i need to maximize my Foos exposure.

16 days from now, I won't have to work in this San Marcos or the San Diego office til the new year! Last day of work here in SD. I will be working in Woodland Hills, hopefully...

18 days from now, I will get smashed at the Accredited Christmas party. I get to see old co-workers and hang out and drink! Good times... maybe win another iPod.

19 days from now, "D&D's post-bachelor-and-bachelorette-party bachelor/bachelorette party". We'll see where that ends up at. Should be great times spent with people I can truly feel right calling "friends" instead of "my brother's friends."

29 days from now, Christmas! But, for some odd reason, not in New York... weird. I guess I'll have to cope with that. But, can't wait to spend a Christmas at home for a change.

34 days til D&D wedding supreme! I'm gonna look so damn pimp as best man. I'm friggin stoked. Boo yah. Those two deserve each other and I can't wait to see them get married. Love those two.

Why must people hate on America, online?(no, not the ISP)

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I think that I've got this shit down packed. For my non-existent-faithful-readers, they would know that I've been bitching about work and how boring it is. But, I've managed to keep busy, as you will soon see. I've uploaded a bunch of music on my work computer, including the new Foo Fighters Acoustic Album, Skin and Bones. Awesome.

Anywho... here is what else has kept me fairly busy. It's done in paintshop, duh, but hey, it's a good story...

RB's Post-Op.

In what I now refer to as happy sleepy time, I got my shit done. Once I get a digital copy of my x-ray showing my newly screwed and aligned metatarsal, be sure it will grace this site. It looks friggin sizick. I feel like Steve Austin. Not Stonecold, but 6 million dollar guy. My leg is still numb, and I have no need for the prescribed vicoden, yet. But, I'm told I will.

Being partially crippled sucks. Being put in a bulky splint sucks. Being on crutches sucks. Everything about the post op of this surgery blows. I know it's not major surgery, but man its very irritating having to deal with this shit. I hate the fact that my leg itches in places unreachable without some make-shift-abortion style metal hanger. I feel that to reach the proverbial fetus of my itches, I need to delve deep into the even more proverbial vagina of my bulky splint so that I may perform the necessary proverbial abortion. Wow, what a metaphor, or proverb. Yes, with all those things proverbial, it must be a proverb.

I went to capoeira today. I watched Nick and Freddie do a class by themselves... no one else showed up. They were doing such cool shit. Stuff they would never show the beginners because we still need to work on our basics. It made me itch (a proverbial itch) for capoeira even more and when i could take it no longer, I left. Nick's presribed pushups, sit-ups stretches and birembau playing while I recover. I'm still gonna go to class, if only to see the crew and hang out.

None of my blogs have yet to have a central theme or message. This one does not either. I wonder if its a good or bad thing. I think its good because its a more free form style of blog, in which my actual thoughts are conveyed as closely as they are thought. But, bad because it's typically not fun to read some wierdo's free form thoughts. I hope i'm not just another weirdo.

We're off to see the... Orthopedic Specialist

I've got about 1 hours and 30 minutes left before I leave work to go to my Orthopedic Specialist. I'm scared shitless. I don't want to have to go through any of this. I don't want to put on weight while I nurse my ass back to health. I don't want to have to slowly be able to walk about. I don't want to have to relearn all my Capoeira! Shit shit shit...

I have dedicated my time since January to something I truly love: Capoeira, and it's gonna be taken away from me for some time. I need to figure out a way to continue my practice of it. I know I'm still going to play with my birembau(1 stringed bow musical instument) and I know my right foot will be as strong as a fuckin ox when I recover. The crutch using is slightly building up my upper body. So maybe it won't be so bad. My left leg will be all atrophied, but I'll be ready everywhere else. Maybe I'll take this time to really work on the upper body so I can finally do those queda de rins and bananieras and au batido and all those crazy things. What makes me a little sad is that I was supposed to get my first cord (equivalent to belts in other martial arts) in December, but as a pre-req, i needed to attend several Capoeira functions. Now, I won't be able to play for months.

And surfing! Alas! I will not surf the big waves of the San Diego Winter. I was finally getting a hang of it. ehh... I guess I will look at the brighter side of things and decide that this is my chance to work on my upper body strength, also great for surfing.

anyways... why is my blog turning into my new method of bitching to the world? Next time, something positive and uplifting.