I regret to inform you...

...that I am wide awake on a Saturday at 6 am...when I didn't need to be up until 730 am. Rude. I woke up with a sore foot...this is very disheartening b/c after that cortisone shot...in 24 hrs I was in the blissful heaven that only one experiences when they have spent 2 yrs dealing with a fuck Achilles tendon and then it is suddenly gone as if it was all a bad dream...seriously...I did not realize how that foot was affecting the way I walked, carried myself and monkeyed with my psyche until it was NORMAL...and I could walk with 100% certainty (aside from the usual chance of wiping out)...I do not have to get off buses carefully, holding the handles, back to being sure footed again...so waking this morning feeling the start of a mild ache in that foot after only 8 days of cortisone was a total.complete.downer. I have not gone mental on it either...I have spent this week figuring after 2 yrs of inflammation it is probably a little ragged so I I have made a point to not over do it. Time to get back to the icing regime I guess. Fack. In other news...my current obsession of 2012 finally found me...Damien Rice is my new victim...as it is with most things I am about 10 yrs behind...I have always liked a few of his tunes...The Blowers Daughter, Accidental Babies etc...but the rest of his stuff is...fantastical...boys on piano singing heartfelt, pain oozing lyrics really butter my musical muffin. I will purchase his CDs despite having DL'd them all b/c that is how I roll...if I DL it and love it...I will buy it just b/c it is the right thing to do...I would prefer to send him cash directly but I am pretty sure no one's giving ME his home mailing address. Fine then. I will buy the CDs...the archaic fucking CDs that are on their way out like the 8 Track... I am hitting a gayraj sale with the lesbos this morning...and a flick with Donna tomorrow...she is going to upgrade herself with a phone of smartness like me...so we will do that 1st...I look fwd to all her terrible typos while getting used to a touch screen keyboard. ha. A. is on Denman...haven't heard from her since they were almost there Thurs. night...she said her phone was dying...of course it is. Who would charge their phone to the tits before a trip to an island to camp...that would be STUPID to have a method of communication. Hopefully there are no cougars on the island...