Stuff, and more stuff, and other stuff, and ... stuff.

(did I mention that vicodin makes me babbly?)

Didn't go to church today -- in large part because I keep zoning the fuck out from the vicodin, and falling asleep during the sermon tends to be bad. As does falling asleep during the parts where I'm supposed to be singing.

(the advantage of the whole situation is that I am having absolutely *no* trouble getting to sleep at night. which is a nice change.)

Unsurprisingly, my foot and ankle still hurt. Well. It's really sort of more of an ache, given the pain meds. Weird thing is that the part that hurt initially -- the top middle of my foot -- has been overtaken by pain in the ankle. not sure if that's related to the moon boot (which, given the angle I stand at, means that the front of my shin and ankle are taking some of the weigjt stress) or what.

*pauses to zone out for a while, eyes unfocused*

...at least I have an excuse for being unproductive?

And now I've forgotten the other stuff I was going to post about. bother.

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Just for the record, I love you all. I am lucky to have you all as friends. *sparkly hearts*