My foot hurts. It's getting worse daily, but what did I expect? I mean, I'm shoving it into a shoe, walking on it, sitting with it below heart level, and generally not doing anything nice for it. I was supposed to go to the pool, but I got a cut on my toe, so I didn't want to.
We had Wendy's for dinner, not that I'm not grateful, I'm just a bit crabby. I watched a thing on the World Trade Center last night, and the sound of people screaming in terror and running for their lives didn't make me feel restful. Anyway, that's my day.