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...