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So last night I kind of got in a fight with the wall, and the wall won. I don't think I broke any bones, but I did a number on my foot. Stupid me I know, I just had a lot of crap on my mind and when I didn't have as much money as I though (and thus could not buy supplies) I got pissed and took it out on the garage wall.

Now I am stuck here at the computer and I can barely work on anything as the pain is so much and it is really awkward to work with my leg elevated anyway.

Music is filling the time for now. Kind bud is taking care of the pain.

Oh, if my foot isn't better enough to dance at the Volta show in a few weeks I will be a sad boy indeed. I am already thinking about maybe some heavy duty/steel toed shoes to protect my foot from a trampling... hmmm