I've wanted to write more in my LJ about this b0rken finger deal.

Also about Galena, and what a neat town that was, but how I didn't enjoy the play because it was sappy and the air conditioning made it waay too cold in that room. And about the adventure we had going home.

But it was hard to type with a broken, half-splinted index finger.

Eventually I learned to type OK with the remaining 3 fingers, and I moved my mouse to the left.

This morning a couple of finger specialists straightened my finger out and put a big cast-like splint on my arm.

Now my right hand is totally useless.

I couldn't shift gears annymore, so I left the car downtown.

Fortunately, nobody cares.