I managed to hurt my foot again this morning on the step between living room and hallway (I am teh clever and graceful)
Despite Torby kissing it berret and patting me on my back, it still hurts.
Painkillers, refried cous-cous,roast vegies and lamg, and a bakery treat from the markets, how water bottle and episodes of 'Angel' are helping to cheer me up.
I still want a real foot, bored of this one.
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Just remember - We don't say no to drugs, we just say "Thankyou".
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