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Saw the Hand Therapist yesterday.
I've been given a black plastic splint which I'm not supposed to take off for the next three weeks.
Skip to this time last week: After having the tape cut off my thumb, I started rubbing three weeks worth of dead skin off and went to see The Golden Compass, with the temporary brace on my hand. Halfway through the movie (which was pretty weak BTW, my thumb starts throbbing and burning. Bad enough to make me wish that I had collected the painkillers they had prescribed me on the 17th.
Skip back to yesterday: according to the hand therapist, that was a really bad sign: it meant that stuff was moving around.
Oops.
After the appointment I wandered along Tottenham Court Road looking in the technology shops, eventually making it to Soho. Just off Covent Garden I hunkered down in the upstairs room of a pub, busted out the notepads and brainstormed some notes for reviews and stuff.
After 1600 I tooke the tube back to Leytonstone to take care of some stuff, then headed back to cover a show by another Finnish band at the Astoria. The show was good enough, but I was pretty exhausted by this point.
Todat: housekeeping, more writing and seeing BlackDahliaMurder and JobForACowboy tonight.
A side note about the hand: the brace makes it really hard to type quickly and accurately. Annoying.
Over and out.
-J
I've been given a black plastic splint which I'm not supposed to take off for the next three weeks.
Skip to this time last week: After having the tape cut off my thumb, I started rubbing three weeks worth of dead skin off and went to see The Golden Compass, with the temporary brace on my hand. Halfway through the movie (which was pretty weak BTW, my thumb starts throbbing and burning. Bad enough to make me wish that I had collected the painkillers they had prescribed me on the 17th.
Skip back to yesterday: according to the hand therapist, that was a really bad sign: it meant that stuff was moving around.
Oops.
After the appointment I wandered along Tottenham Court Road looking in the technology shops, eventually making it to Soho. Just off Covent Garden I hunkered down in the upstairs room of a pub, busted out the notepads and brainstormed some notes for reviews and stuff.
After 1600 I tooke the tube back to Leytonstone to take care of some stuff, then headed back to cover a show by another Finnish band at the Astoria. The show was good enough, but I was pretty exhausted by this point.
Todat: housekeeping, more writing and seeing BlackDahliaMurder and JobForACowboy tonight.
A side note about the hand: the brace makes it really hard to type quickly and accurately. Annoying.
Over and out.
-J
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