cars break down and people break down and other things break down too

(words of wisdom from the song i'm listening to)

my ankle hates me. seriously it's not even talking to me at all. it bit me when i tried to fence on it, and i didn't even pay attention, and i kept adjusting the ankle brace and it got more and more mad at me, and even gave out once and made me strain my other thigh trying not to fall. and like an idiot I KEPT FENCING! and of course Willy was doing every drill at lunge distance because, he said, we all needed to work on our lunges.
So I should've been smart right then and said ok, sorry willy, but i'm not participating in any footwork. But no. No. I'm a retard. (i really thought it was just that the ankle brace wasn't properly adjusted, and that was making my foot sore, and it would go away when i took the brace off. it wasn't until i peeled the brace off that i realized no, no, i had been damaging myself again. MORON.
:-(
i've been dying to go to sleep for the last four hours... finally i've done enough welsh that i can. so tired.
not enough welsh, mind you. but i really can't stay awake anymore. can't do any more. so.

oh, my grandma has a perforated ulcer and is in the hospital now following emergency surgery. poor grandma. i forgot her birthday, she was 82 two weeks ago. i'm bad.

hmm, max has dropped off the face of the earth again. i suppose it was only 4 days ago that i heard from him.
sigh.

oww. i can go up the stairs with little problem (except that my ankle is sore) but my other thigh wants to kill me when i go down the stairs. so ha, i can only go one direction. except no, no, it's 15 degrees colder downstairs than up, so up the stairs is the only direction i want to go!
brr.
limping on both feet. what a pathetic sight. Really I tried to apologize, and to make things up to my ankle and my thigh while i was at it, with two advil and a hot bath, but no. Neither of them is going to forgive me, not for a while anyhow.
sigh.
(and my skin is mad at me for the bath, so my hands are all sandpapery and peeling where the eczema is. i can't win, i can't fucking win.)
right. enough whining. now i get to go to bed (i started writing this at ten pm, ha! now i'm listening to ryan adams, driving all night long-- oh it makes me want to cry, what a sad sweet song. but i'm not changing my Current Music because fonder and blonder has lyrics in the subject line of this and i'd have to change that too! oh dear. too much.
k goodnight and i will be awake far too early tomorrow. yes.
i never did get that nap i wanted. i have a feeling i won't be getting many of them in the next three weeks...

i don't WANNA walk to school tomorrow, really i DON'T...

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http://www.lthredge.com/ds/quiz.htm

test your bondage safety knowledge!

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Which Member of the Endless Are You?

that's a pretty neat quiz. thanks leopard_lady!

though i think there are rather more people totally obsessed with neil gaiman than i'm entirely comfortable with.
ah well, too bad.
i only have one issue of the whole series. not graphic novel, no. issue. little paper thingy with staples, that i got when it came out.
i didn't know anything except that my friend abbie liked this sandman thing... it's the one where delirium is following the borghal rantipole, who is a fishie on a leash... and where death actually takes dream, though i couldn't for the life of me figure out what was going on, as i'd never read any of the other issues until December when I read every one of them, lying on the floor of Max's apartment while he played FFX or Tony Hawk Pro Skater.
Good times. His floor was always warm. I miss that, here, with the cold cold floor of the bathroom to contend with every morning. (Yes, i have slippers. yes, i wear them. unless they're missing in all the junk. and yes, there are carpets, so i shouldn't mind.) I also miss him, but I think I've said that. Oh well...
oh i'm sleepy. can i go to bed now? i might, just. Yes.

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http://troi.cc.rochester.edu/~o3csc170/research/budget.html

and i made a thingy, with math!

it goes to improbable decimal numbers, whee hee hee.
(i sort of like the improbability of it all...)
i need to make a recursive loop thingy for the options. i know how to do it, too. i'm just... so lazy. darius laughed at me. sigh.
maybe i will tomorrow.
so yay, a thingy for y'all to play with.
p.s. Standard Disclaimer For Programs I Post: PLEASE don't take this as an invitation to beta-test/critique this; if I want you to do that I will ask you to, and i thank you all for your willingness to help. Tell me if it doesn't work at all, but please, don't tell me that it doesn't round the numbers, or have infinite verification abilities; I probably already knew that. THANKS.
you don't have to feel obliged to point out what's wrong with it to me, though. if i need beta-testers i know i can count on y'alls but i don't need any right now, i'm just playing.
so, i made a thingy! and it has lots and lots of math in it. and... yeah. i am very proud of myself for mastering the basic algebra required to make it do things. yup yup. whee!
someday i may learn what i'm doing.