Gronk. Just woke up. At least I didn't have anything scheduled this morning.

Also had a very weird dream. In the dream, I was in Israel with some sort of group trip. Rachel Ray was on the trip, as was Frances Bean Cobain. In the dream, Frances was a distant cousin of mine. (As far as I know, she's not.) Rachel Ray kept autographing stuff for me, without my asking for anything. We were going to visit some sort of ancient wall, but the time that we were going to go kept getting pushed back. And I kept trying to grab the armful of stuff that Rachel Ray had autographed for me and bring it back to my room, but when I got back, I'd look down and realize that I had an armful of other people's sneakers. One of my odder dreams, I think.

Fibonacci

Hahahaha! GF and I say FIBONACCI all the time (I assume you're talking Prison Break in your tagline). I've only seen season 1 and am anxiously awaiting S2 on DVD.

Hahahaha! GF and I say FIBONACCI all the time (I assume you're talking Prison Break in your tagline).

Hee. Nope, I've never seen Prison Break. I'm talking math in my tagline. (Or, rather, quoting one of my 12-year-old math students from last summer.)

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! That makes it even funnier!

Where is everyone? I've got another hour to kill before I board the plane.

GF and I finished Wonderfalls last night. It had lots of potential, but sometimes went a little too cutesy. Woman who plays Jaye is just adorable. I want to go to the LA Zoo and get a smooshed face lion!

Finally, a surgery that actually fixed something and made it better, rather than just repairing something that won't last.

That's SO great, Connie!!!

....which makes me hesitate to post what I'm about to, but maybe if I post it, I'll stop worrying so much.

For the past 2 days, I've been having pain shooting down my left leg, like it did before my back surgery. And....the bottom of my foot is kind of numb.

I'm not trying to overreact, but I haven't had this kind of pain literally since the day of my surgery, so it's a little worrisome. Plus, with the numbness.

I guess I'm going to take lots of ibuprofen, and lie on the heating pad, and if it doesn't go away over the weekend, I'll call the doctor. Maybe it just needs muscle relaxants.

But....I'm a little worried. And, okay, somewhat freaked out, because I forgot what this pain feels like. And because I don't want to be injured again.

Shit, Steph. I hope it's nothing.

Vanilla latte:

There is a baby girl here (about 2 or 3) in a jean jumper dress and pink cowboy boots who is totally making my ovaries hurt. CUTE OVERLOAD!

Eep, Steph! I really don't want you to go through that again.

Connie, that is fantastic! That's much how my mom is since her hip-replacement surgery. I love hearing that people are doing so much better...

Which brings me to...EEK, Steph! I really hope it turns out to be nothing, but I totally get the freaking. I do that every time my asthma starts giving me trouble. Definitely take it easy, and if it's not better by Monday, promise you'll call the doctor, ok?

Well, I made it halfway to the bus stop, and it started pouring. Even with the rain jacket and umbrella I got SOAKED. I've changed clothes, and now I'm trying to decide what to do. I really can't afford to go get soaked again, but I also know there's not way I'm gonna be able to get a cab in this weather. I hate to miss class...especially since I think it's our last quiz day and discussion about the quizzes was really good on Wednesday. Also, I have a paper to turn in. Although, I could e-mail that to the prof.

I have about ten minutes to decide. These are the days I wish I had a car. Even though it would be miserable to drive in this weather, at least I could still make it.