I was going to wait

Here's the story: No doctor yet, but I'm going tomorrow. Why? Well, y'see, last night when I was busy getting drunk and puking on myself, there is a good possability I broke my foot.

Also, to the mysterious people who saved me from a night on the cold, cold lawn: thank you. I don't know who you are, but I really appreciate it.

In short: this weekend's adventure was a bit of a disaster. But, judging by my foot, I guess I had fun!