sianna

I am lonely and bored and no one out there is answering my messages. I hate those days. I didn't have such a great day otherwise either. I went to the hand surgeon for my check up and I guess I was just expecting something more than what it was. She just took off my bandage, looked at my finger, said ok, and then put the bandage back on and made me another appointment for four weeks from now. In the meantime I'm still supposed to wear the splint and bandage that covers almost my entire right hand all the time except for when I have to change it which is every fucking day. But like I said, what was I expecting? I broke the damn bone. So I'm sitting alone smoking and drinking thinking I'd really like to write but that's pretty hard to do with a broken finger. Oh well, at least I have itunes to keep me company.