All right, so. In case anyone was wondering: my knee is still broken and I’m still miserably unable to do anything fun. This past week has been so, incredibly, boring. I go to work, I come home, I do my physio exercises, I sit on the couch and watch tv, then I take my pain meds and pass out until morning. Rinse and repeat.
On the plus side:
I have been catching up on this television people have been talking about. All
those Marvel shows (yes, I caved and got Disney+ because I am bored and need
something to occupy my time – so why not the entirety of English-language movies
and television for all of history?). WandaVision was good. A little confusing
but good. Falcon and Winter Soldier, also a very good time. Loved the social
commentary and violence. Loki was more confusing, less social commentary. Tom
Hiddleston is attractive, though. What is it with the hair flip that works? It’s
very confusing.
Honestly, my week
has been so boring. On the plus side: I have yet to lose my mind over the lack
of murdering that’s been happening the last few weeks So that’s nice. I would
hate to go crazy when there was nothing I could do about it.
Again.
I’ve been spending
some time (while I’m conscious… so, about an hour a day) writing out plans for
what I’ll do once I’m back on my feet. A lot of choking people with random
objects (I blame Marvel’s influence), a bit of poison with household objects.
If I were ten
years younger, I would try and learn that thigh-spin-chokehold-thing Scarlett
Johansen does in every movie. It looks pointless and fun but given the fact
that I currently struggle to bend my knee far enough to sit on a toilet seat, I’m
pretty sure learning weird assassin moves is off the table.
I guess there’ll
be a few things off the table, now. Even once the cast is off, I can’t start
sprinting right away. And even if I can, the risk of further injury will always
be there. And even then, I know I’ll always be worried about damaging my knee
again so I’ll be cautious and I’ll hesitate and I’ll put myself at risk.
Maybe instead of
lists of exciting new kills, I need to make a list of my limitations. That one
might be longer.
God, why was I so
stupid?
Except, I wasn’t.
I did what I always do, but this time, it ended in my knee cap fucking off to
parts unknown. Am I just getting old?
Fuck.
As always, dear
readers,
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