Yeah, so, news. The reason I haven't updated is because I was in the hospital for a month. Okay, not quite. I was in the hospital, though. And actually, that's why I'm updating. So, I had a soccer game because I'm cool like that. So, I was called offsides, and about 30 seconds later I realized how much I had in common with someone who just got hit in the fucking face by an opposing soccer goalie's arm after the whistle and who in result had a broken nose. I noticed that connection as I was standing on my two legs on the sideline, bleeding profusely, (not unlike half a cat). It's a small world after all. Yeah, so I went to the hospital after the game was over. We tied 2-2, and I had a cool assist. At the hospital, they gave me a cool wristband (which I still have on), and took some xrays. I have a pretty sexy skull, if I do say so myself. And the moral of the story is: Dont get hit in the fucking face by opposing soccer goalies, or else you'll bleed a lot and have a broken nose. Catchy. Oh yeah, and the fucker got a yellow card. EDIT, Nov. 14th: After the game, we had our discussion about the game with the coach. You know what I mean. I was kinda looking down, and the coach made a comment about my broken nose, and Malcolm was like "It's okay Andre, you're still beautiful!" (keep in mind my soccer team is pretty gay), so I looked up at him with my bloody, swolled, cotton-stuffed nose and he goes, "Oh, nevermind..." Hah, it was funny.