Refund please
Hey September, I wasn't quite expecting you. Where did Summer go? Oh wait, I remember, it was eaten by the Great Ankle Incident of 2010.
Now don't get me wrong-- if time heals all then I wouldn't mind a fast forward to the point where I could reliably walk and stand for more than a few minutes at a time. But I'm still regretting all the things I didn't get to do this summer, so a refund would be nice. Just send me a check for weekends of great biking weather, a getaway to the Finger Lakes wineries, hiking in the gorges, and time spent visiting friends. And let's never do this again, okay?
Now don't get me wrong-- if time heals all then I wouldn't mind a fast forward to the point where I could reliably walk and stand for more than a few minutes at a time. But I'm still regretting all the things I didn't get to do this summer, so a refund would be nice. Just send me a check for weekends of great biking weather, a getaway to the Finger Lakes wineries, hiking in the gorges, and time spent visiting friends. And let's never do this again, okay?