18 December 2004
Out of bondage
Oh, wait, that's "out of bandage." Sorry.
Seventy-two hours (well, actually, seventy and a fraction) after the fact, I got to look at the knee again, and apart from a couple of stitches here and there, it doesn't look bad; there doesn't seem to be any swelling still, and while I'm hardly restored to gymnast flexibility, at least I can move, after a fashion.
Which means, generally, that I can start to focus on other things now, such as the lame phishing attempt that arrived this morning from 18.104.22.168. In a better world, people who do this would immediately be put to death by someone using a fake name, of course.Posted at 7:56 AM to General Disinterest