End game...

There has been some interesting, yet difficult, conversation with a few different people or the past several days...and it looks as though things might be back on the road to the land of smiles and sunshine. I know that I've said this before...and know me, I'll probably say it again. But, all that being said, I feel pretty good about things right now. I don't want to jump the gun or anything, but, today might just turn out to be...smiles and sunshine.

There is an action committee sponsored BBQ here at work today. Mmmmm...free food. Now, normally the prospect of free food is a good omen on its own. But, now that I'm out on my own, the very thought of not having to buy food, cook the food, and clean up after food preparation and cooking, is near as you could get to smiles and sunshine...at least in the realm of...eating.

Alright, I'm simply babbling right now...but, I'm going to blame that on the latest addition to my constant pain. Yesterday, I rolled my ankle. It's an interesting feeling when you pop a joint out of its socket...the "slow-motion" realization that you just did something really shitty...that's classic. It's probably a good thing the season is over...I'm might not live through another week of ulti. I'd like to congratulate Dangerous Curves, on a stunning comeback victory yesterday, to place third overall in our division. Nicely done ladies and gentlemen. I also feel as though I need to apologize for largely ignoring the team post-ankle injury. Unfortunately, as I said at the beginning of this post, some rather unpleasant conversation needed to take place...sitting on the sidelines because of an injury, seemed as good a place as any. That being said, I made a commitment to the team and thus should have been paying more attention to the happenings on and off of the field. Sorry. I'd like to extend a particular apology to my teams coach and captain, who seemed particularly displeased with my choice of activity following my injury. Sorry, DC.

I'd also like to apologize to many of my friends, who over the past few weeks have watched my slow descent, all the while giving me the exact advice that I needed, yet which I continued to ignore. And undoubtedly, I've been a little self-absorbed, and have largely missed what has been going on in their lives. For those things, I'm very sorry. Thank you for your continuing moral and emotional support...I couldn't have had the courage and strength to do what needed to be done, with out you. A round of applause for all of you...the elite of the junior detectives. In any event, things are generally looking up...minus the pain, of course. Alright, then...I'm sure I'll be back later today. Not being able to walk, I'm pretty much chained to this desk. Stay frosty. Later.