So here's something that sucks. Getting two giant needles jammed directly into your elbow. I am not a big fan of needles to begin with, and I thought I was only getting one, but no. The doctor said the first one was chock full of novacaine, and it was supposed to completely numb the area so that when the second syringe (of what was apparently liquid fire) was injected, I wouldn't feel it. I am here to tell you that my doctor is a fucking liar. An hour later, I still felt like I had a giant fishhook jammed into my elbow lighting up every nerve I owned. I squeezed the sides of the cot so hard I still have grey paint under my fingernails.
So you can imagine my pleasure at waking up this morning with my arm bent at what seems at this point to be a permanent 90-degree angle and an ache that goes from my pinky to my shoulder. Since it's my left arm, and I'm left handed, it makes it really hard to type, drive, shower properly, and play drums. Hopefully it will be feeling better soon, since that was really the whole idea behind getting the shot. If I wanted it to feel like this, I could have slammed it in my car door.
Something else that sucks: American Idol. It is fucking with my regularly scheduled programs, and I don't like it. I also don't like this arrogant black chick named Brenna Gethers who just sucked, and the judges went ahead and told her she sucked, and she decided to completely brush off their advice. She thinks she is a star already. I saw her sing one single song and I want to repeatedly smash her face with a shovel just to wipe that annoyingly permanent stage-right camera grin off her face. Plus, I am pretty sure she's a transvestite.
Also, you can add to the suck list any commercial that features "My Hump" by the Black Eyed Peas.
I do have to say one more thing. I watched my Tivo'd episode of 24 tonight and I wanted to kiss Curtis on the mouth, and I'm not even gay.
OK, I'm done. I can't type anymore because oddly, all the tendons in my fingers connect to the exact spot where I had two giant needles slammed into my arm.
Normally I don't do requests, but Sarah and Big Tool Scott are a damn fine tag team. So I am currently working on a post about the weirdest boss I ever had. He's dead now, and I have mixed feelings about that, but I stuck both the comedy and tragedy on a scale, and comedy won hands down, so there's that.