Tired, so am going with fragmentation today:
Peanut Butter ice cream plus honey whiskey = not as good as I was lead to believe.
Day at home was a step in the direction of Child Responsibility, but ended on a bad note.
Springfield is so nice. They love us, and help us, and occasionally confuse us with KODO. *giggle* I'll take it.
The Frisbee family is truly a gift to my life. Truly.
Friday night was miserable. Cold, drizzly, and the first thing I did was fall on stage and potentially mess up my knee for the rest of my life. It feels warm and tingly, and shows no visible swelling. Pretty bad sign. It is Monday, and I am still taking Ibuprofen.
I can't have a bad knee.
Work wasn't bad, but it wasn't satisfying, either.
Did I mention that I CAN'T HAVE a bad knee?
Starting to feel separated from my home and family.
I bought a new book. Will let you know how it goes.
Need to tell you the whole weekend story, but I can't. Too tired.
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