First, a conversation that took place on Wednesday after the shaving incident.
Me: "Does it look like someone got murdered in here?"
Friend: "No, just like there was an intense confrontation."
She's a very organized and neat person.
A dream I had. This one is pretty creepy, but I'll try to ignore it: I had to have an EMG again and the I basically told the doctors that I didn't need one because it already felt like I was getting electric shock and stabs in my foot (that's true in real life).
Apparently, I'm the only one who's ticklish enough that i can tickle mhyself.
Finally, it's freezing outside. It physically hurts it's so cold. Awful weather for anyone, especially awful with RSD.