This whole broken wrist thing is kinda like a house arrest. Especially since it's over 90 outside. After a few minutes my arm starts to swell in the splint and, well, that doesn't feel good.

Today was a pretty low day since my cable TV went out. Daytime TV can be pretty amusing actually, and I felt like part of my soul was missing without it.

So to make up for that I threw xmms onto random. The first track that came up? "True" by Spandau Ballet. Could it get any more depressing?

Oh wait, Styx just cued up. It's like xmms senses my inner pain and wants to increase it.