"The 7 Year Old Zamboni or That Old Chestnut, How I Broke my Arm... Again"

so i Broke my right arm ice skating at the galleria last week.
yep i broke my arm ice skating...in a mall.

this is horrible. im actually really good, you'd be surprised.
ive ice skated for years, i thought alright take my girl to the mall and teach her to skate...
fun date right?

i finally convinced her to put the skates on then the zamboni comes out as the ice is melting badly.
im in a dallas mall with the temp beating 105 outside.
the zamboni sucked and the woman driving it missed half the rink. so we got onto the ice...

at first i hadnt skated in 3 ears i was shaky i will not lie, but i picked it back up swiftly.
soon i was darting between other patrons and spinning around my girlfriend.
after about 2 hours i decide to leave. i wanted to go around one more time though as fast as i could. bad idea. I hit the ice on the second turn. when checking for scrapes i immediately noticed that my arm was, well broken. it hurt like shit and it would turn.
fuck. back the hospital.
i need the stitches Out of my stomach anyways hahaha.

wow i cant believe that after all the things that ive one thats the one that took me out.


life is amazing. my anxiety gets to me at times but its ok. i cant tell you the last time i had a cigarette.
yep im proud.
since ive been stuck at home going stir crazy i cleaned everything.
when that ended i decided to get back out in the world. driving was fun.
im used to driving one handed though.
new dishwasher.
new tile.
new carpet.
new car.
awesomeness.

i live with a crazy giant guy that is an "energy worker". also this guy jesus. not like hey zues. like oh my god its jesus. jesus is a carpenter/plumber/computer tech/financial consultant/master chef/traditional artist/make-up artist. he also owns a lot of guns.
i hate this house. i want to leave. i decided that last night while laying awake in bed.
im so tired of parties and clubs i just like to work and hang around my house with certain friends.
its weird. but im a lot older and beaten up badly from the route i took.
a lot of things i relished in just do not interest me anymore.
ive done everything. ive worked in a scrap yard, ive dug ditches, laid pipes and cabling, built a house ground up with 3 friends. ive life guarded community pools and served fast food. i was a corp manager/trainer for at&t dsl techs. ive worked for apple.ive been behind the bar. ive been the bouncer...oddly. even more odd i became head of security at two different night clubs. ive traveled and taken it easy. i have precious ones. ive destroyed and ive healed. nurtured and killed.

i know who i am now.
just still not happy about it.