Today, whilst in the midst of the most hideous of all boring old people type errands...that is, namely, replacing a tire that was unceremoniously made flat by a piece of road shrapnel (inthesidewallthatwillbetwohundredbucksthankyouverymuch), I cracked the mofo out of my ankle bone. The outside bit. No I don't know the technical name. The pain was so searing that I still can not think clearly. I'm amazed I can coordinate my fingers somewhat to type this little tale.

I swear to you, I have suffered permanent nerve damage. It is going on nearly six hours now and my toes are still tingling, the searing pain is still throbbing not only in my ankle bone...but behind my knee. What the hell is that about?