Ah ligaments, nature's quitters. So it turns out I have some damage in my back and shoulder as a result of blowing it on a rail while snowboarding. Those pesky ligaments, man. Time to upgrade to titanium alloy, all weather, non-fleshular internal tendons. It's really not a bad injury, though deep breaths are a bit tricky. Balloon inflating is out of the question for the next few days, as is screaming "Go Packers! Packers win the super bowl!"
So here I am back in Boulder. Xanadu seemed mad to see me at first, but at least she didn't express her displeasure by leaving a steaming mound on the carpet. After getting fed and properly cuddled, she warmed up a bit. My house is a mess, as I began unpacking last night but fell asleep around 9:30 PM. Weak.
