Dec 17, 2005 09:43
There's still dried blood on the tile that I refuse to clean up today because hobbling around is a pain in the arse. But my foot has been covered in neosporin and is now wrapped up like a mummy, so it isn't painful to walk on as long as I'm wearing shoes.
I had some of the weirdest dreams of my life last night. There were -- I-- I shouldn't even be writing this here. ^_^;; So I won't. But trust me, they were freaky.
Now I'ma drive to Houston using only the side of my foot to apply pressure on the gas pedal. You can bet this won't make me slow down in the least, but the thunderstorms might. I have a healthy respect for storms.