There's an area under my toes that's blue right now. I guess I can officially say that my foot's all bruised up now.

Staying in the house alone all day really sucks. But when Josh came home we went on eBay, and I bid on Erin the Shamrock Bear Beanie Baby. Yes, I really am that lame.

I am going to call Brigette tonight, because I don't see her nearly often enough, and because she signed my guestbook and offered snacks and movies and fun. I actually clapped my hands when I read that (if you're happy and you know it clap your hands? Maybe). Anyway, that sounds great, except for the movies part, because I have no VCR or DVD player (yet). However, I do have some movies on CD that we can watch on Josh's computer. I've got Shrek, The Importance of Being Earnest, Austin Powers 3, and Monsters Inc. for sure, and possibly Punch Drunk Love and A Clockwork Orange. Oh, and a bunch of Star Trek episodes, but I don't watch those much. I do like Star Trek, but it's a show I won't choose to watch. It's something I enjoy if someone else is already watching it.

Anyway, since I'm not leaving the house this afternoon, I've made a mental list of things I'm going to do. First I have to shower. Then (in no particular order): pack a dinner for Josh (because he has to be at school all afternoon and for part of the evening), do laundry, work on my website, and watch TV. I haven't watched daytime TV in a long time, so it should be interesting. Yesterday before I went to the doctor, I watched "Trading Spaces" and some teenage girl had a crush on Frank! (Frank is the old gay guy who likes arts and crafts.) Then I watched Seventh Heaven, because it's always fun to watch a rebellious Christian guy break up a wedding and run away with the bride.

Oh, and I'm missing my Media Studies midterm right now, because I'm in too much pain to take the bus. This is utterly crappy.

So, Josh and Dave took me to the doctor today so I could get that note. Josh ended up having to piggyback me everywhere, and we waited and waited and waited a whole lot more, until the doctor finally saw me and took one look and one shockingly painful poke at my ankle. "I think it's a fracture" he said, and reffered me to an X-ray clinic.

We drove to the clinic, and Josh piggybacked me in there. After a very short wait, I was put in a room, and had a lead apron put over my reproductive area (so that if I go sterile, I can't sue the x-ray place). The radiologist contorted my foot into many painful positions, and then made me go back to the doctor. By this time, I was getting tired, and Josh was sweaty from carrying me everywhere. It turned out it's not a fracture, but "soft tissue damage." What that basically means is I can't work until later next week, and I'm supposed to take prescription anti-inflammitories/painkillers and rent crutches. I ended up getting the prescription, but decided that $50 was a little too much to pay crutch rental (I'm not working for nearly a week, remember? Oh, and payday isn't until next Thursday). Besides, even with crutches, it'd be horrible trying to get up all the stairs. So, due to injury and my bank balance, I have become a temporary shut-in. Goody.