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let me tell you, livejournal.
It has so not been my week.
Monday? Migraine. Drove home half-blind, spent the rest of the night in pain and nauseas. Still had to pick roommate up from work (oh, that was totally awesome fun, I tell you), and feed her.
Tuesday? Dizzy, leftover migraine annoyances, for about three hours. Miraculously went away when I left work, however the intense heat nearly made me sick as I drove home. Went to view apartment, it was dinky and not all that great. Ended up in bed late.
Wednesday? Slept through my alarm. Going off. For an HOUR. Yes. The beepbeeepbeeeeeeeeeeeep didn't wake me. Then, THEN, walking back from the ice cream social at a different building, I stepped off the path and folded my right ankle in half. Sideways. I also nailed my left knee. I now limp when I walk. (It's not broken, because I can walk on it. It's possibly sprained, but I know what they'll say: "Stay off of it, put it up, ice it, take anti-inflammatories, etc" I have no time or money to go get told that)
I am really motherfucking lucky I wore my combat boots today. There is no way I could have kept the swelling down, otherwise. (nor could I have a) walked, b) driven)
So, what's up next, Thursday? You gonna give me a concussion? Get me fired? What? Bring it on, motherfucker.
eta: also, I left an entire scene for my Eurekathon fic at work. How's that for brilliant? Luckily, I know most of what it was.
Monday? Migraine. Drove home half-blind, spent the rest of the night in pain and nauseas. Still had to pick roommate up from work (oh, that was totally awesome fun, I tell you), and feed her.
Tuesday? Dizzy, leftover migraine annoyances, for about three hours. Miraculously went away when I left work, however the intense heat nearly made me sick as I drove home. Went to view apartment, it was dinky and not all that great. Ended up in bed late.
Wednesday? Slept through my alarm. Going off. For an HOUR. Yes. The beepbeeepbeeeeeeeeeeeep didn't wake me. Then, THEN, walking back from the ice cream social at a different building, I stepped off the path and folded my right ankle in half. Sideways. I also nailed my left knee. I now limp when I walk. (It's not broken, because I can walk on it. It's possibly sprained, but I know what they'll say: "Stay off of it, put it up, ice it, take anti-inflammatories, etc" I have no time or money to go get told that)
I am really motherfucking lucky I wore my combat boots today. There is no way I could have kept the swelling down, otherwise. (nor could I have a) walked, b) driven)
So, what's up next, Thursday? You gonna give me a concussion? Get me fired? What? Bring it on, motherfucker.
eta: also, I left an entire scene for my Eurekathon fic at work. How's that for brilliant? Luckily, I know most of what it was.
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