I'm Back...

After yet another long bout with "No Internet Syndrome," and two hour-long phone calls...

"I'M BACK."

I actually went to the Cubs vs Red Sox game!

...

On Sunday... Fuckers couldn't sweep one for the little guy??!! NO! Instead, I've got phone calls, text messages, IMs, and death letters being dropped on me from friends, family and physical therapists saying that I definitively "suck."

Not cool, guys.

In other words, my anle has taken on what looks to be a permanent odd shape despite the pain subsiding more and more each day. My shoulder has kind of hit a plateau of sorts. I think this has to do with the fact that I was taken off the anti-inflamitories. I really hope that my not getting an MRI wasn't a mistake because if these six weeks were for nothing, I will destroy 49% of my home with my bare hands.

Now Playing: Erland Oye - "No Train to Stockholm"