I sprained my ankle for the seventh time in three years today.
Misery. I will be spending most of my weekend indoors with the offending joint propped on a pillow and wrapped in an ace bandage. It's impossible to find ice in this country, so I'm not going to ice it -- and I haven't iced it since time no. 3 anyway, so it should be okay.
It hurts unbelievably. Super.
reading: my email
listening to: the street noise outside
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