.... I get hurt.

This is my ( foot )

piggy back ride to lunch
30-45 min to hop back, with many breaks
found crutches
field day
back to gso
naughtiness
water slides
first crisis at work
hardest phone call i have ever had to make
must stay awake.

That is all. No Details will follow.

I appear to have sprained my ankle at what pretty much equates to a middle school dance. I can't walk on it. My boss said "I sprained both my ankles once and blah blah blah... I know you can walk on it. it will just hurt." That irritated me immensely because it to me implied that I am being a pansy and just need to suck it up. We have no ( Read more... )

sometimes... I like to stir things up a little.
I just can't walk away from fun things that I know will cause trouble, can I?

I am so damned special that I amaze myself sometimes.

I have been listening to policies and procedures all day. Yuck. I hate training for new jobs.
I also am going out with my new coworkers for dinner. I should probably be more excited about that than I am. Oh well.

It would appear that I like to start entries with "So"
And thus I won't to that this time.

I just got a phone call from a different ex who is going through a rough time and can't talk to his wife about it, so he thought he should call me.

So I just got an e-mail from an ex saying that he is moving in with his girlfriend this weekend. I think I am in shock. all very strange. very, very strange.

So it would appear that many if not most of my friends think that it is inevitable that I will one day settle down, get married, and start making bebbies.

It makes me giggle.

My friends are so silly.

yes folks, that is right. It is the first sunburn of the season. Despite my efforts and SPF 25 sunscreen, the sun reflecting off the brackish got the better of me and I look sillier than normal ( Read more... )

( Bruises, Not Pants. )