I guess I need to dive into the stack of magazines I collected. I just haven't felt much like reading the past two days. I watched about ten makeovers today on What Not to Wear and Tim Gun's Guide to Style, yet am still laying around in red track pants and a green wife beater not having taken any queues. What can I say, I love Christmas. I also have blood streaks on my knee- I can't seem to be able to wash them or the iodine stains off of my leg. There is also the word "YES!" written on my left knee in Sharpie, they wrote that there to be sure that they didn't repair the wrong knee. It hurts too much to try to scrub it off. Seriously. I'm a mess. I thought I was going to love being quarrantined in my apartment for a bunch of days, but I kind of forgot about the pain part of the deal as well as the boredom.
Other thoughts:
Is Survivor still really a show?
Is Survivor still really a show that people watch?
Is Joe Biden the Cheshire Cat?
Should I paint my nails bright pink?
Is my cat annoyed that I have been around for two days straight?
Am I addicted to codeine yet?
When will I be able to walk?
Crutches fucking suck.
I need to ice again.
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