Oh for the love of god!
My finger is getting better and doesn't hurt anymore, although it's starting to "lift" which causes me to think the end might fall off unexpectedly, and fall into someones dinner at the restaurant. My arms are in a general state of pain, after spraining my wrist and then waking up feeling like they were really heavy. I think I've got 'arm fatigue' from work. Then, Billy hurt is ankle. And now the worst of the whole lot, Sarah's broken her wrist. It's in a cast. This curse is getting closer. It's now in the house.
What else happened? Oh, a tornado in Auckland was rather large, ripping apart houses and trees and picking up cars, and even killed a man. Bin Laden has been killed, congrats Obama.
So this blog is about general sufferage. For those who I lived with at uni, you'll be the only people to know what I mean, but I've got "sausage throat" again. Joy.