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Hey there. Welcome Back. If this is your first time reading. Well it's too late to help you now. Normally I wouldn't post this soon again after my last one, but I'm terrible at dealing with peer pressure. Ahem, ValerieMarissaNini.
Anywho. I'll get you all up to speed real quick on my ACL recovery. I'm still a cripple.
Progress has been made, but at a snails pace. Probably slower. It's more frustrating than the third born child in any given family. Sorry Val. I'm almost out of painkillers, which is probably the most depressing part. No more drugs for Kevin. And no more free entertainment for any of you. HA.
Boredom has reached an all time high. There is a good possibility that I will actually die of boredom. I looked through my old Yu-Gi-Oh cards today. It doesn't get much lower than that. I spend half my time on eBay like

Yeah, it's bad.

I started rehab on my knee though, which was awesome cause it finally gave me something to do. I can bend my knee somewhat now, but like I said, progress is painstakingly slow. If I didn't have Nini to talk to every night I probably would have lost my mind by now. Who is Nini? Exactly.

Anyway. There's a new guy that I hate. My physical therapist is my basketball coach from when I was like ten years old, so it's cool to see him again. Today his supervisor came in, he introduced me to him because I've known him for so long. Half-bragging, he tells his supervisor: Did you know he goes to Virginia Tech? and then this dude comes up with this: Isn't that dangerous?

Damn dude. I've never heard that before. If only I was as smooth as Will Smith

Alas, I am not. I told him that was ignorant and he just kinda laughed it off. He probably didn't expect me to know what ignorant meant. So like 15 minutes later he tries to make small talk with me, but I was having none of it. He could have asked me what anything is. My major. My year. My shoe size. My favorite cereal. I was like

My jimmies are still kinda rustled.

I'm so fed up with my leg. Think I might just take a cue from this dog.

I actually got out of the house twice last week, which was miraculous. I was at Meyers and WA's graduation to see some of my favorites graduate. If you happen to be reading this and are one of them, congrats on graduating =D and get ready for hell. Seriously. College is like all four years of high school pushed into one semester. Twice. Unless you're a Comm major. Sorry Comm majors. 

Haha I just remembered something funny. Kristin told me one of the people she was graduating with had huge aspirations after they graduated. It seems ridiculous even to me. They want to be on welfare. I mean, you can shoot for the stars, but you gotta know your limit kid. Those are some ambitious plans you've got there.

If anyone is living on campus next year, hit me up in New Hall West. Room 436. My roommate is a ging. Come help me take all the soles out of his shoes. lulz.

Instagram is dumb. You will never convince me otherwise.

Come visit me. Send candygrams. Save me from boredom. I will do absolutely nothing in return but you will feel better about yourself. Promise.

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Orange cococnut smoothies. yeah.

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Crippled Kevin are crippled

What's good everyone. I have never ever in my entire life been as bored as I have been this past week, so I figured I'd tell you about it. For those of you that don't know, I got my ACL surgery exactly a week ago. That day was miserable. I have no recollection of last Tuesday from 7 in the morning until about 2 or 3. Blech.
But then I'm just sitting in the hospital and they wouldn't give me any meds. My leg hurt, so that didn't sit well with me. This is word for word my exchange with the nurse:

Me: Can I have some painkillers? My leg hurts.
Cuntnurse: No, you had a nerve block before your surgery so it shouldn't be hurting.
Me: ...but it's hurting. Can i have some pain medicine, please?
Cuntnurse: The nerve block is supposed to block the pain.
Me: Well it's fucking not. I need pain killers.
Cuntnurse: Would you like an Italian ice?
Me: sigh

But yeah. Now I have this giant stupid brace on my leg that keeps me from bending it at all, and it is the most uncomfortable thing in the entire world. Right now the pain is pretty much gone, but I'm stuck on my couch ranting because Optimus fucking Brace is on my leg and I can't go anywhere. Or sit down normally. Or sit in a car. Or do cartwheels.
The first few days were funny though because I was on so much medicine. I don't recall exactly what happened, but I remember way too many Disney references being made. And I couldn't shut up.
Essentially, this is what my week has consisted of:

Yummy.
On the bright side, I've stayed up to date on just about everything, music, soccer scores, mlb draft, butterflies, etc., because I have nothing. to. fucking. do.

We made the last of pretty much my last weekend of summer though, and went to see the U.S. women's team play China down in Philly and that was a ball. It turned out Shanny was out the same game so it was awesome to see her there. Me and my sister painted up for the game. Well, I painted up. She put two lines on her face. It was still pretty awesome.

As you can imagine I got a lot of double takes. But if you know me well, you know I took that in stride, and shot back a look similar to:

Because if you know me at all, you know I'm more than comfortable in facepaint/bodypaint. Makes me feel fabulous. Like this squirrel.

Andrew Rash hasn't been taken in the MLB draft yet. What kinda BS is that? He should have gone before a lot of these players that are going. smh.
If you're reading this and haven't visited me yet, you have no excuse. I'm dying of boredom and you're sitting there reading this stupid blog. Come save me from maybe an hour of boredom. You'll feel better about yourself. Well unless you're one of my friends who lives in Virginia or Maryland. But still. Roadtrip? Call me maybe?
Also, fuck the heat.
For anyone that took the time out of their nights to read this, this is for you:

Until next time...