>Haha, well it is Sunday. I’m at work, I’m a tad frustrated. I had probably one of the best weekends I’ve had in a while, save a trip to the hospital because I could have sworn my finger was broken. It wasn’t, and I was glad, but it was 3 hours of a Saturday night that I would have liked to use otherwise. I hit the knuckle perfectly to knock it out of socket — my joint is still sore… pulled my finger to pop it back in — it did, and then it was still oddly lumped, still hurt,…