Bugger.
I have discovered that living alone in the suburbs really sucks when you have a sprained ankle and can't walk.
Last night I slipped on some wet stairs at a bar (and no, I was not drunk) and now I am stuck in my house unable to walk.
Last time I did this it took at least a week until I could walk properly (yes, last time I was drunk).
What the fuck am I going to do in my little house for a week on my own!
I'm going to beg people to come and visit me...
Bet it starts to snow tomorrow... or even worse: we'll suddenly get freaky summer weather and everyone will be at the beach but me... stuck in my little house far away in the burbs.
WAH!!!!!!
Although, on the bright side... now I HAVE to wear my new furry winter boots every day for ankle support! YAY!
posted by Nina @ 5:32 PM
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Would it be any different if you lived in the city? And you did say in earlier posts that you wanted more time in the day. Now you can stare at the squirrels out the window, write the business plan for your business, practice the guitar, bake, write songs, write old fashioned letters to friends in Australia, do upper arm exercises as you pretend to be Tom Cruise in the 4th July movie...
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