Ack!! I broke my toe this morning! I was trying to prevent a cat from excaping into the great unkown (the backyard) when I visciously slammed my tiniest piggy into the door! OOOOOOOOOWWW!! It is surely broken, but there is nothing I can do for it. The doctor will charge me a million dollars to tape it to the next toe, so I might as well just get on with my life. Oh my gouda it hurts it hurts it hurts! It is a swollen and red, and I am trying to be kind to it by not wearing shoes. In the lab, this is a problem, but one look at my broken diget and they agreed, flip flops are perfectly acceptable. I tell you, I burned my forehead on Monday, split my nail in half yesterday and broke my toe this morning. Bad things come in threes, and hopefully never ever fours. What's next?
Bad news about Oscar, he has vampire-like puncture wounds in his right hip. Courtesy of Johnny Cash I am sure. The wounds are full of pus and he won't let me near him to get it taken care of. He just keeps licking it. Hopefully he knows what he is doing.
I am supposed to go to the John Mayer India Arie concert tonight. But with no one to go with AND a broken toe, I'm not sure that it's such a good idea.
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