It is with great relief and pleasure that I can say my test results came back the way I hoped they would. You will all have me around hopefully for many decades to come. With a clean bill of health, I decided to spend the day drinking rum (felt more festive than scotch, which I will drink later) and buying things. I am still in a good deal of pain, but I am happy.
I will make my post tomorrow. While it is already done, I love to do it when you are all at work so hopefully it’s a nice break from working (or if you are in college, a nice break from drinking and having sex with almost total strangers and in doing so, preserving the American dream).
In the most humble arrogance I can oxymoronically conjure to you all, thank you. I will show my thanks by dropping eight pounds of pigeon shit on the Bruins tomorrow. For tonight, the return of sleep fit for a peaceful bear hunter.