About Last Weekend

Haven't had much time to write since last weekend, but it was... well, extremely eventful. You know how one can lead several different lives in one lifetime? Last weekend was kinda like that. It came in 4 waves:

Wave #1 - Finally talked with my sister after several months, (totally my fault) and... it was Sofa King Cool!

You wake up one morning and your arm is missing.

You don't remember how it happened and there's not even the sign of a wound - just a very round looking shoulder. Time passes. Due to the lack of violence, or even a small scar to mark the incident, it quickly fades and life goes on.

Then one day you wake up and the arm is back on.

Talking with the Kid was kinda like that, only better.

Definitely more later.