Saturday, June 16

Berlin killed my knee.

It was bound to happen. After weeks of walking around and seeing stuff, my right knee has pulled it's "oh, I'm going to hurt like a mother#^$%*& and be all unusable" act and went out. So I've been all gimped up for the past couple of days here in Berlin and I can't do anything but sit around and smell bad. I'm hoping it'll get better soon, it usually only takes a day or two to get better. But considering how inconvenient this is, I imagine it'll take weeks to get better.
That's my rant. At least I have a good supply of beer.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Sorry to hear about the knee Ted; but there is a up side to it. Think of all the beer that you can consume now.