Hi Hi, Mr Physio Guy

I was struck today by the number of people driving around in cars with personalised number plates. How egotistical is that? Hmm, well probably no more egotistical than a weblog. At least this doesn't cost, unlike vanity plates. Here's one they can have for free - P155 0FF.

Walked a bit further again today, all the way around the block. Definitely an improvement, although I was completely rubber-ducked at the end of it. Next stop, the pub. Tomorrow I have my first hospital appointment with the physioterrorist. Not looking forward to that one. I only hope this guy is a bit more easy going than the last one, who could have taught the Marquis de Sade a thing or two. Then again, I think I taught her a thing or two as well, such as the word "C*ntf*ck". Terrible thing, pain.

Today's music: Queen: Queen II
Best music video: Bowling for Soup: 1985

W*nky Doodle

What is it with Americans and dates that they feel the need to write them backwards? When asked to enter my birthdate for my profile on here, I put 26/05/1970 - the 26th of May, 1970, only to have this rejected. Look, the 26th of May is 26/05, not 05/26. There is no 26th month, to my knowledge.

So next time an American talks to you about 9/11, ask them what happened on the 9th of November anyway.

Funny the things that annoy you sometimes.

Bye Bye, Miss Physio Guy

So here I am, 5 months on from my car crash. Today was the last day the physiotherapist visited the house (good) and from now on I have to go to the hospital for treatment (not good). After over 4 months in hospital, I could happily never see another one again.

I walked for the furthest distance yet. That's not to say I walked a long way, just along the street and around the corner a bit. Roughly equivalent to the distance from the house to the pub, encouragingly. The main thing keeping me away from the pub is the fact that I'd have to negotiate stairs on the way out. Not normally a problem, I'm pretty good on stairs with my crutches. Different matter after a few beers though.

Worryingly, I am starting to miss being at work. Out of sheer boredom, I downloaded a demo version of TAS Professional 5, a development tool I used in a previous life. The memories came flooding back, as I'd forgotten what a nightmare it was. I hope that isn't libellous.

Today's music: Warren Zevon: Mr Bad Example