Today will feel a different way...

Hrm.

So. Last night, sis came in to get the car at work... And found out Dad had done something nasty to his foot and Mum took him to the ER.

I got home from work before they did. But. Dad's foot is broken. One of the tiny little bones inside. Apparently, the nurse said it was one place, the doctor said it was another. *dryly* Confidence, baby, confidence.

So. Dad's supposed to not walk on the foot and use crutches. Uhuh. He almost refuses to use them.

It looks painful.

And he won't get it that it will take longer to fix if he doesn't use them.

GAH. It makes me so fucking angry to see him doing this. Willful self-destruction.

Sounds familiar, really.

annd... I just lost any idea as to what I was going to say. gnight.

How come you never call?

I am craving doughnuts, big time. Luscious, chocolaty doughnuts. With the icing-type cream filling.

Sigh.

I had to settle for toast.

I'm also craving chocolate again. Lovely.

Watched Poirot last night. Was startled to see a few familiar faces. Only one I remember now is Francis, the irritated older brother in "A Dark Adapted Eye"....

Also caught the Charlton Heston cameo in Wayne's World 2. Heh.

Watched Final Destination again. I like it, but there are still some moments that seem forced. Maybe it's the fact that I keep missing getting a good look at the diagram. So, the list makes no sense for me.

Hrmph.

My life is defined by the tv I watch, it seems. It feels odd to think that, though.

Did some more chapters in my computer book. I'm trying to decide if he said we had to do the projects or not. Considering I can't draw, I'm hoping NOT.

Anyway.

byebye