Well, dear readers,
we find ourselves here once again. However, today I’ll have to make it very brief, as the pain is too intense in my left hand/arm to make typing very feasible, and I have little patience for one-handed typing. I basically had an awesome day, wherein I discovered that the medication that we thought was causing my dystonic attacks is definitely not causing dystonic attacks, which is great because now I don’t have to change anything. Also, I saw Transformers 3 (I refuse to type the sub-title because it fills me with murd’rous rage), and had a grand time mocking it at times, and experiencing a primeval testosterone-filled high with every explosion and robot fight. A review of this film will most likely come at a later date, when my arm isn’t killing me. In the evening, I watched Caddyshack on TV with my Dad, which was fantastic, as yesterday Dad took a picture of me in front of the Lake City Yacht Club as I made a Judge Smails face. Sadly I cannot show you that picture at this time, as I somehow made a trip without a mini-USB cable. Silly me.
In addition, Youtube has offered to enter into some sort of partnership with me because my tortoise video is so popular. 245 views counts as popular? This is SWEET!
Something magical happened to me today. My walker, The Roy Batty (points if you get the connection), has long been searching for a mate. One that holds beverages. I felt bad for the poor thing, so I looked into modding some bike water bottle holders and whatnot, but nothing panned out. Finally, at long last, after a long and fruitless sojourn, I came upon the solution.
I seized the opportunity, and quickly became the happiest camper ever. I am pleased to present to you all Pris, clinging appropriately to Roy Batty.
This could be the start of a very special relationship.