I am officially a cripple. Over 24 hours of not being able to walk properly definitely affords me the honour. What a pain in the... well, the leg. I suppose.
I am now trying to figure out how to fill the next month of my life. Theories include reading a minimum of two novels a day, getting on with the Clever Books, writing my own autobiography, painting my bedroom, terrorising Durham or, my personal favourite, wandering from room to room of my house sighing like furnace and telling anybody present how bored I am. Perhaps I shall start some Facebook groups, that'll be interesting.
At least I'm not tired any more.
07 September 2008
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