I am broken
Well, my toe is anyway. I am a grade A moron though for breaking my toe. Such a dumb injury that really has no treatment. Elevation? Taping my toes together. All very stupid. On the PLUS side though, I am cool like Brian Urlacher who injured his toe last week. He didn't even break it, it was just sprained. So what that he did it playing football (after making 16 tackles) and then played the next week (making 7 tackles). MY toe is BROKEN. And so what that I injured myself running for the door b/c Jimmy John's had just delivered my sandwiches. That doesn't make me any less tough than Brian Urlacher. I wish I could call him and talk to him about it. Oh well.
So, I'll be hobbling along work for the next few weeks. (They say it takes about 3 weeks to heal). This won't be fun, but as I discussed with MT, I can use my injury to my advantage in court. "My pain is great, but her pain is much greater! In fact, it is so great, I must overcome my pain to help her!" Too much?
Well, RS is doing me a great favor by driving me home, so I'd better get ready. My sister has also agreed to drive me to work every day. Unfortunately, I won't be able to stop and get Starbucks in the morning. BOO! I will have to make it here. (Thank god I have all that Gingerbread syrup). Well, tomorrow, I am trying to get AC to buy my coffee for me, but he is annoyingly ignoring me online. I have no idea why because CLEARLY he is online. Is it b/c I'm trying to get him to buy me coffee? That's retarded.
Okay, that's basically the news on my front. I will say this for the past week(end): I have been utterly retarded for the last few days. Friday, I fell and hurt my knee as I was running to get inside the John Hancock building. (It was raining, I was rushing). Then Saturday, I made a fool out of myself as the drunkest person at the party (you all know that girl) and I think I annoyed a lot of people. Sunday, I wasn't too bad, although I may have embarrassed myself a bit with AC's friend when screaming at the tv, watching the Bears game. (I'm not too concerned tho, b/c they're AC's friends). And of course, yesterday at work was so fucking tiring, not to mention the point where I spilled white out all over JT's carpet. I went home already bemoaning my complete retardation. (Okay, I know that's not a PC phrase, but come on, what fits better?) So I am already concerned with my physical status Monday evening and then I go and break my toe. Stupid Hima.
Okay. I think RS is talking to JS about leaving. It's weird seeing JS after hearing RS talk about all the problems they're having. (More on that later). Adios.
So, I'll be hobbling along work for the next few weeks. (They say it takes about 3 weeks to heal). This won't be fun, but as I discussed with MT, I can use my injury to my advantage in court. "My pain is great, but her pain is much greater! In fact, it is so great, I must overcome my pain to help her!" Too much?
Well, RS is doing me a great favor by driving me home, so I'd better get ready. My sister has also agreed to drive me to work every day. Unfortunately, I won't be able to stop and get Starbucks in the morning. BOO! I will have to make it here. (Thank god I have all that Gingerbread syrup). Well, tomorrow, I am trying to get AC to buy my coffee for me, but he is annoyingly ignoring me online. I have no idea why because CLEARLY he is online. Is it b/c I'm trying to get him to buy me coffee? That's retarded.
Okay, that's basically the news on my front. I will say this for the past week(end): I have been utterly retarded for the last few days. Friday, I fell and hurt my knee as I was running to get inside the John Hancock building. (It was raining, I was rushing). Then Saturday, I made a fool out of myself as the drunkest person at the party (you all know that girl) and I think I annoyed a lot of people. Sunday, I wasn't too bad, although I may have embarrassed myself a bit with AC's friend when screaming at the tv, watching the Bears game. (I'm not too concerned tho, b/c they're AC's friends). And of course, yesterday at work was so fucking tiring, not to mention the point where I spilled white out all over JT's carpet. I went home already bemoaning my complete retardation. (Okay, I know that's not a PC phrase, but come on, what fits better?) So I am already concerned with my physical status Monday evening and then I go and break my toe. Stupid Hima.
Okay. I think RS is talking to JS about leaving. It's weird seeing JS after hearing RS talk about all the problems they're having. (More on that later). Adios.