Canadians scare me. Maybe I’ve been watching too much Kids In The Hall on painkillers (see previous surgery story), but Bruce McCulloch singing songs about terriers is just not right. Let’s not even mention Sir Simon Milligan.
My arm is twitching under the cast again. I can’t sleep. I’m tired of being on the couch. And tonight my mom told me I should be a professor because I have an opinion on everything.