The story starts two weeks ago. My mother called to tell me that she fell down at work and badly hurt her leg. She went to the emergency room and they told her that she's torn a muscle in her calf and needs to stay off of it as much as possible. This leaves me to do all the errands for my family, plus all the errands I've already been doing for my grandma. So, on Saturday I was responsible for the weekly grocery shopping trip. I was also left to bring in all the groceries. Well - I had a twelve pack of soda in one hand and a two gallon bottle of bleach when I tripped over a plastic thing that for some reason was on our lawn, and landed on my knees on the brick walkway. Well, my right knee got really f*cked up. Bleeding from a deep cut, swollen, couldn't bend it - the whole works. It's fine now, but for a while it made my mom feel really guilty - the person running errands was limping as well! It's still a bit tender and has a bit of a bruise, but it's much better now.
As for everything else - have an interview at the Stockton Unified School District tomorrow, so could have a job pretty soon. Am also looking for a real job, but that's going as slowly as ever.
Hm... that's about it. Watched the super bowl, was very happy that New York won. Guess I just have something against perfection. Plus I really like the Manning brothers.
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