i'd sooner chew my leg off: August 2003 Archives

so. the duplex i live in went on the market, what was that a week ago? and it sold, sight unseen, for five hundred fifty thousand dollars. the new owners are coming for a walk through in an hour.

direct quote from whatsisname "well at least i cleaned the refrigerator". um, huh? i guess that's like, really important on his planet.

By Thursday, May 1, growing weak and having passed through stages of depression, hope, and prayer, Ralston decided he would have to break his arm near the wrist to extricate himself. "I was able to first snap the radius," he calmly recalled, "and then, within a few minutes, snap the ulna at the wrist, and from there I had the knife out and applied the tourniquet and went to task. It was a process that took about an hour."

i, um ... life is wonderful. no problem. none whatsoever.