Updates: placards, shins, bunnies, Oh my!

This isn't an important blog post; I'm just trying to get myself tired enough so I ignore my feet/legs. Tomorrow I apply for my California ID, which means I'm also getting my disabled parking placard. Woo hoo! That only took four months. : P

Soon we will be able to park in metered parking for free, park in commercial/private parking lots, as well as all the handicapped spots. I'm not 100% sure about the commercial parking spots, but either way I am satisfied with the idea of being able to park in a handicapped spot. Getting the wheelchair around to the passenger side door in a regular spot is a nightmare.

Other news
Funny thing happened the other day. I was stuck on a sidewalk outside a movie theater, the crowd was meandering at a snails pace when this tard-mo, who looked at me with almost a smirk, stepped out in front of me. Moving around in a wheelchair is not like walking in more aspects then just the wheels factor. You can't just duck to the side of a person when they do idiotic, rude shit like that. You probably can avoid them if you have grace and great ability maneuvering a wheelchair, but I lack those qualities, so I bumped into the guy. I of course apologized. After all, i didn't mean to bump him, even though it was an accident he brought on himself. Jacob even apologized, though he hadn't been involved in the 'incident'.

Naturally, being San Francisco, this guy said "OooH My f***ing GAWD! Tear my f****ing shin apart!"

I was amazed that bumping his shoe tore his shin apart. Anyway, there's no possibility that I did that guy any harm, though he threw a hissy fit that could only be excusable if I had torn his Achilles tendon. I would be embarrassed to be seen whining over being bumped by a chick in a wheelchair, but thats just me.

I swore something back to him as I rolled off, because I'm from New York, and swearing is as natural to me as breathing or tipping. (I try very hard to keep my broadcast clean. I know I fail (often) but I do try.)

In other news, my life has been quite boring lately. Days are filled with television, exercising, and reading political news so I can hold a conversation with Jacob. I was thinking about picking up a hobby, but what could I do? Almost everything I can think of either involves walking or using my hands, which hurt terribly now, though I have been taking breaks in typing this. I cannot read books like I used to. I would like to broadcast more often, but frankly I'm pissy lately, and my anger and computers doesnt mix well, so I need to avoid infuriating situations. Such as, getting "broadcast stopped" ten seconds after I hit "start broadcast".

Jacob suggested singing lessons to ease my boredom, but how would I get there? Though I can push myself short distances, my stamina is gone. The longer I proceed, the more pronounced the pain gets. You could probably file this portion of the post under self pity. I'm normally not this glum, I'm just very tired. I wish I could get to sleep. Bleh! Anywho, I stole the above picture from icanhascheezburger.com, naturally. I don't like to steal things, I only like to bump angry prissy men with my wheelchair.

Ciao!