Goes To Eleven (defunct)

Now that I've got my voice recognition software, I think it's safe to tell you all what happened. I was riding my bike to the local pizzeria the other day, and while going downhill, I hit the wrong break for my front wheel, instead of my back wheel. I went flying forward, and leaned off the side of my bike, breaking both of my wrists, and dislocating the right one. I am now typing through a microphone. I can barely move my right thumb, which basically renders my Xbox 360 useless for the summer, and school starts in three weeks, or just under it. I get sort of a break when it starts, though, as I get somebody to do the work I specify orally on paper for me. I also get a break from gym class, which is sort of a relief, because the fact that they even call it a physical education implies that I'm learning something. Actually, that's not true, I've learned that I can get out of it if I just decide to go out on my bike and fall down a hill, breaking two of my Radiuses and my right Ulna. Anyways, I should be out of my cast in four to six weeks, although the left one may come off in three to four weeks. Until next time.

-Lane