Most of you probably don't remember that time freshman year of college when I messed up my right knee (playing Powderpuff football...it's kind of a funny story, in retrospect). And my knee looked like a small melon.
Well, lefty got jealous. And has decided, 7.5 years later to get its fair share of attention. Crap. So, I'm kind of laid up right now, deciding at what point I'll go to the doctor. Is it even worth it? Meh. I'm apathetic toward my failing body.
I'm too young for this.
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