I'm just going to say up front, that this day has been one of the best I've had in a long time. I felt like I just got so much done, even though I didn't even go to school today. Maybe that's why I got so much done. The fight continues.
I just want to tell a couple funny and interesting stories today, nothing too major I don't think. Piera and I went to this costume shop called Easley's on 5th ave. and McDowell. It's a year-round costume shop, and it's really cool. We tried on a bunch of hats and glasses and took some pictures, so that was pretty cool. Then we went over to Metro Arts and I met up with my good friend Rachel, and we just hung out for an hour, talking. She's been dying for me to mention her at least once. I know she has. Don't deny it, Rachel. I said DON'T DENY IT! But I think the funniest part of the whole story is what happened beforehand, which was, Piera and I met up with Nikki, Lizz, and Max at Jack In The Box. We were sitting right by the bathroom, and whenever someone went in, Max knocked on the door really loudly and yelled "Hurry up!" Of course, people started to get angry at us relatively quickly, so we left. I think that that particular Jack In The Box wins the award for most ghetto in Phoenix.
The next day, which is today coincidentally, I stayed home from school. I had to get my cast off, thank Christ, and go to my first official speech therapy session, which I'll explain in excruciating detail in a bit. We get to the doctor's office, and I'm basically bouncing in my chair, waiting to get my new exo-skeleton off. They call my name, I jump up, and in I go. Half an hour, 2 x-rays, and a couple Michael Jackson jokes later, I find out that the cast was almost useless because in addition to the fracture, I hurt my tendon so I need to get physical therapy for my hand. I was not thrilled at all. The pain is still in my hand, not as severe, but still most definitely there. I leave, disappointed and aching, but still excited to have my cast off. I swear, my arm right now looks like Michael Jackson's corpse if it could text and type. It's like a prop from a Tim Burton movie. I'm also shedding like a snake, which is never fun when you're in Starbucks and suddenly a piece of your hand comes off.
Fast forward to about 2:30. It's time for my first official speech therapy. I had an assessment last Thursday that went relatively well so I had no idea what to expect this week. I'm not going to bore you with the mundane details of my speech impediment, but I can proudly say that I was reading and speaking mostly fluently for the time I was in there. I tried to apply some of the things I did in there on the "outside" and it did help. I definitely still need a lot of work, but I'm confident now that I can do it. I'm pretty excited to go back next week.
From there, Tom picked me up and dropped me off at the movies where I had the opportunity to see Blue Valentine. I just wrote a damn review for this thing on www.blogforteens.com, so I'm kind of burnt out on the whole review writing, but basically, it follows Dean and Cindy, and their crumbling marriage. The film really is excellent, but if you want to know more you should read my full review at Blog For Teens.
I also bought The Social Network on DVD today which is exciting for a nerd like me. And any DVD fanatics will totally wet themselves when they hear this. The case. Is. Phenomenal. Seriously, I know I'm reaching the nerd level of Tron Guy here, but seriously guys, this case is like, worth the 20 bucks, not even the movie itself.
Before I go, I'd like to provide you guys with an interesting example of irony I ran into today while talking to my friend Aubreya.
Joey: Hey dude, do you wanna go with me to a Buddhist meeting on Sunday?
Aubreya: I wish I could but I can't.
Joey: Why?
Aubreya: I got church dude.
Thanks for reading guys :)
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