High noon in crazy-town!
And I has a foot in it!
Friday nights are really boring when you've got your foot in a bucket. At least I has a sushi! I swung by the grocery store on my way home and they were making caterpillar rolls, and omg-yum! I don't think it gets better than avocado-covered unagi, frealz.
In other news, I confused the crap out of my neighbor, Ryan. He came in to see how I was doing just after I put my foot in the ice water... now mind you, my foot hurt before I put it in a bucket of ice water, so it really hurt afterward. Now, I react strangely to pain. I don't wimper or cry. Nay, I laugh my ass off.
I'm talking hysterics. Laughing uncontrollably, while tearing up a little bit, and occasionally gasping an "ow." I've always done this, even when I broke my rib I did it... and trust me that was not a good combination.
At any rate, I'm pretty sure Ryan didn't understand my method of "coping" because he asked if I was on drugs. I had to explain, through my giggles, that no, I'm just a lunatic.