Breakable

First my laptop crashes. Okay, I get it fixed. Then *I* take a crash. Not so quickly fixed.

I've talked about my laptop enough on dA, so here's the other half. Went to drop off the office laundry today. It's been raining, but I'm wearing flip flops because it feels nice outside. A guy with a broken leg is holding the door for me, so I try to speed it up a little bit. That's when I take a spill. Flip flops have no traction and I guess even the sidewalk can be slick in the rain.

The right side of my right foot is rather swollen, but I have tutoring at 2:00, and I'll have to make it up anyway if I don't go. One of the office ladies gets me an ice pack, and off I go. I think that's helped keep it down for the most part. I can walk on it, but veeeeery slowly. Tomorrow is going to suck, but it can't be helped.

Not Again

Anyone remember how I bruised a toe rather badly some weeks ago? Well, I did pretty much the exact same thing again, but to my pinky finger this time. I never realized I was so accident prone.

Surprisingly, getting out the ice didn't help as much as taking a shower did. It's mostly fine, just swollen (if not bruised - I'll know in the morning I'm sure). I can bend it without much pain so it's probably not broken. The upper knuckle does hurt when I clench very tightly, but that's to be expected really. Otherwise there's just a vague sense of discomfort and tightness when I bend it.

I'm not honestly sure how I managed to bruise it that badly though; I was killing a roach with a shoe at the time. I can only suppose I didn't have much of a grip on it, because when I brought it down I think the finger slipped.

The important thing is I killed the bug, and if that's not a cause worth mangling your fingers over, then I don't know what is.

I Had a Full Day

Pixar hasn't made a bad movie yet. Brave was indeed darker than the usual fair and earned its PG rating. Much of it simply had to do with atmosphere - this doesn't take place in a part of the world known for its abundance of happy sunny days after all. It's cloudy and gloomy, damp and foggy, marshy and lots of trees and shade everywhere. The visual appeal alone is really stunning.

I won't be able to say how it stacks up in comparison to other Pixar films until it comes out on DVD and I can watch it a few times. I would have liked to see some of the major side characters fleshed out more - as it is, we essentially have three characters with some real depth to them (that being Merida and her parents). Perhaps it's one of those things I'll pick up more of upon more viewings.

So that was part one of my day; I thought the movie would be the end of it, but I knew Gram would likely want to do lunch. I just didn't know where.

Turns out my aunt had some coupons for Playtime Pizza. Think Chuck E. Cheese - but badass. She found some deal online that went twenty bucks for two free hours of playtime on any attraction that didn't spit out tickets. That sounds lame until you realize said attractions are black-light mini-golf, laser tag, bumper cars, bowling, and go carts.

To be honest, I didn't care for most of them, but the laser tag is effing sweet. And each attraction usually costs X amount per play - I think golf and go carts are four dollars and a game of laser tag is seven. I played three rounds of that, made a round through the golf course, and managed a round of go-carts, so it more than paid for itself. Oh, and the deal came with pizza. Yeah, definitely a bargain there.

My second round of laser tag, the cousins ditched because they're impatient little brats - I ended up in a round with a bunch of teenage guys. I don't think they were expecting me to be good at it XD

The one thing is, I wish I'd known this was the plan so I could have worn shoes with more support that flip-flops. My feet were killing me by the time Drama rolled around. And this is after bruising my toe rather badly; I still can't bend it without pain (it's fine I think, just swollen and turning purple around the tip). But, I do finally get to college and settle into the English lounge for a bit of reading.

And I overhear Minnick chatting and it's apparently his birthday.

And everybody knows I have a generosity complex. Luckily, Silvek's bakery isn't far away. So he got cake. And an apple because I'm a dork like that XD

I love Drama; I really do, but after Brave and laser tag, the experience is rather dulled. Not to mention I was nearly dead on my feet by this point. It didn't go unnoticed either; he quipped at me on the way out that I had been less enthusiastic than usual. I'm not sorry.

So my day began at 8:00, I left by 9:00, was out and about for 12 hours before I went home, all on bruised feet with terrible support and finally got to turn on my laptop and check my messages about four hours ago. Long day has been long (and awesome).

I Have a High Pain Tolerance

I don't know if that's true or not, but I can take some comfort from the fact that it's at least higher than my brother's.

So my day began with a toothache. Not a bad one, just enough to be annoying for a while. I took my antibiotics and got on with the day. Baby Russ was in a pretty good mood today too, so nothing I can't handle.

Middle part of the day; getting ready to go to Drama class. Trying to change pants, I lost my balance. I somehow manage to slam my leg down at just the right angle on my storage ottoman to get a bruise going on the toe next to the smallest one. Hard enough that I couldn't bend it without pain until I got home again and put some ice on it for a while. I've been hobbling a bit since, but still bearable.

So I do get to Drama and participate just fine by and large. I didn't move around as much as the activities required today, but it's alright. During the break, I ran (well, no I didn't, but you know what I mean) down to one of the water fountains to take my pills for my teeth and a Vicodin for the pain in my foot.

I have a weird relationship with Vicodin. The first time I took it, it made me stupidly dizzy. The second time had no effect that I could see. Sometimes it makes me loopy, sometimes it doesn't. It didn't this time, but it did leave me tired. I decided to wait the effects out in the English department lobby. I read for a little while, until I put my head down and that was enough to go to sleep. I woke up to Minnick yelling at me and giving me a look that reminded me of an Irish Setter.

You know the look.

And kept giving me that concerned look on the way out before telling me to e-mail him when I got home safely. The comparison is enhanced (or maybe exists), because he does have curly hair similar to the ears of the breed.

So yeah, that was my day. It seems like my most dramatic injuries occur in the most boring ways. Like the time I broke my leg by falling of a swing.

Anyway, pain or not I'm going to see Brave in the morning because fuck yeah Pixar. I shall report tomorrow!