So I haven't written for a long time. Decided maybe I should post a thing or to of the happenings in my life; not like anyone is going to give 2 shits about it but I get some morbid satisfaction out of it. For the most part I work and go to kickboxing. That takes a good deal of my time cause well kickboxing will help my fat ass lose some wait and I like it, and I have to work to pay fot eh damn car and house I bought. So everything was merry up until my birthday on July 12. I had some friends over and we bbq and were getting shitty and smoking a little, I was feeling great, having a good time with good people. So my bestfriend decides to hold me down and they write all over me in permanent marker. It really was some funny shit. Then it happened. Shortly after midnight on that fateful night someone at my party decided that they needed to tackle me....fucker.....so they tackled, but good. They drove their shoulder into my shoulder......and then right into the ground. I guess I did not get up for a few minutes cause I am guessing it hurt like hell. I was so drunk I don't remember how it felt. So when my drunk ass wakes up in the morning I realize, much to my hungover self, that my shoulder/arm hurts like hell. After sitting there for a moment and thinking through the alcoholic haze I vaguely remembered that I was tackled. So I proceed to wake Kelly up and I tell her I need to go to the hospital my arm does not want to move. So she tells me that when the room stops spinning she will take me. So I called my mom, (Thank god for mommies they always come in time of need or most of the time anyways), she takes me to the hospital. I am in basketball shorts and a muscle shirt mind you so all the writing they did to me is clearly visible. The nurses laugh and think it is the funniest thing. So get into my room and when the dr finally comes in I tell her what had happened and not to mind the big dick on my stomach. She did not find it funny. So she jerks my arm all around and asks me if it hurts. By this time it is taking all I have not to punch this bitch cause my arm is throbbing. So I go to get xrays and the techs down there are like we can fill in the drawnings with color...hahahaha....low and behold I broke a bone the size of a half dollar off of my shoulder, and of course this is where all your rotator cuff muscles attach. So I am in a sling for a few weeks. I go see the orthopedic surgeon to make sure its healing ok and he asks me how movement in my arm is and I tell him that it sucks. So he tells me that I might have torn my rotator cuff. Lovely, just fucking lovely.....So yesterday I go and get an MRI to see what else I might have done. Tomorrow I get the results and I will let you all know what it says. So until then smoke the good stuff and if you have extra call me and share!!