Monday, January 07, 2008

For My Everything Buddy

Per my everything buddy's request -- and since she claims that this is one of the few mediums which she uses to keep up-to-date on my life and ascertain that I'm still alive -- I have decided to post an update.

That, and I really want to share fun, disgusting, gross photos of my surf injuries. :)


How cool is that right? This is what happens when you go surfing on the North Shore and your friend leaves you by yourself and you make bad decisions, like deciding to duck dive under a shortboarder who skegs you on the head and on your thigh (leaving a really big bruise and a two inch gaping wound in your head). I thought it was just a bruise until one of the guys told me that I was bleeding. Fortunately South Shore has been REALLY small the last few weeks which meant that everyone from Concessions was out there surfing and lots of people paid attention and took care of me and made sure that I didn't die even though G. wasn't around and quite frankly was very mean and unconcerned about the gushing blood and pain that I was in and proceeded to take his time coming in, pee in the h2o, and drive me from the country into town to Straub's (that and I didn't want to die in a Waipahu hospital).

13 stitches and lots of tylenol later I just have a really bad headache and a heightened fear of people taking off in front of me (please don't do that near me).

This is actually a story better told in person, or as G. goes around saying "Crystal has a puka in her head."

In other news, I am mourning the glorious heyday of UH football. I presume that I will quickly have to return to screaming at the tv as we lose game, after game, after game, and have our games pulled from tv since our team is losing by an excessive spread. At least I have Colty's jersey as a reminder of what once was, and could have been if Herman Frasier @#$(*% up the dream's of an entire state.

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