04.23.02 - 1:09 p.m.

someone told me to write more often (wonder who?) and so here i am, sucking down ramen noodles for lunch and typing in my diary entry. i might normally do something more active, but i'm somewhat hobbled today, though i've been faking it pretty well.

see, thus far, no one has asked about my ankle. i attribute this to two things: 1. my cleverness in wearing a long skirt approximately the same colorish as the ace bandage, and 2. the fact that my normal comfortable shoes-to-wear-at-work (which remain under the desk when i'm not here) are big enough that, with some adjustments, i can stuff my whole bandage-wrapped foot in there.

it's always strange to come back to work after an extra day off. it feels all wrong somehow. maybe i'm just in the summer mindset a little too early, or maybe i'm just addicted to the ongoing process of spring cleaning, but i've been daydreaming all morning about going home and cleaning my floor.

you heard it right: i've been distracted and daydreaming about cleaning my floor. i'm looking forward to it, not because i really wanna do the work (work sucks and i'm lazy), but because i'll feel so self-satisfied when it's finished.

uhm. hmmm. ack! i think i've run out of things to say this uneventful morning. i'm a little tired, and that's distracting. i have that edge of your conscious mind sense that i want something - really want something - but i'm not sure what. maybe it's sleep i'm thinking about, or maybe it's just a whole free evening ahead of me.

alas, i must go to french class, of which i am long since tired. bah. the stuff of life, eh? heh. ANYway...

i'm done with this boring entry, and heading back to my boring job.