Life ain't fair. Deal with it.

Wednesday, August 9, 2000 [by:SpaceBass]

I can't help but wonder if pain-induced hallucinations are not altogether a Good Thing™. I mean, I'm all for escaping reality but I prefer to do it all at once, not in between the cyclic throes of some brain twisting agony. Okay it actually doesn't hurt all that much anymore but you should have seen me last night. I was out hackin' with some friends (the outdoor footbag kind of hackin'), breakin' out the dope Hackey Chan moves, when I went up for a flying double, reversed it about halfway into the second kick, and came down hard on my right leg. My leg, and rightly so, immediately said, "Fuck you!" and buckled at every joint from hip to ankle, inclusive. I can now honestly say I know what it feels like to be one of those Jacob's Ladder toys instead of just lying as I usually do. Hey, they don't call 'em "Ancient discovery toy" for nothin'. Tylenol 3 can be a modern discovery toy - one which I plan to utilize in the very short-term future (possibly long-term too, as the fact sheet clearly says not to stop, ever). I can only hope it improves the quality of my delusional visions as well as sufficiently dulling the throbbing hell in my leg. Meanwhile, Dr. Stevil says you should study up over here and then later, if I recover, we can paint the town charred.