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I fell off my shoe yesterday and twisted my ankle. It hurts to engage the clutch now when I drive. *sigh* I'm slightly less clumsy that it would appear, because it was right after I exited the museum, which is air conditioned to the point of insanity, so of course right after I exited into humid Texas summer, my glasses fogged up, I took them off to clean them, and managed to step on a rock that I couldn't see because I'm blind as a bat, which made me fall off my shoe.

( And because I usually find reading other people's dreams to be boring, I'm storing this one behind a cut tag )

I should probably answer all the email I've been ignoring for the last 34903294083290 weeks. Or I could just sit on my ass and watch all this video I've downloaded in the last 48 hours. (yay for finding a BitTorrent feed with Time Team on it.)