Yeah, Pix, you and Alex Wong, SYTYCDancer extraordinaire.

Hah, that's what I was thinking, Liese! Sadly, was on a plane during all of tonight's SYTYCD and can't watch til Friday.

I think I need to start telling people that I sprained my ankle dancing Bollywood because that's a darned good story. And interestingly, while I have broken my foot 4 friggin times doing such mundane things as: walking down the 3 stairs in front of a friend's house, misjudging the distance on a flip turn and whacking my foot on the side of the pool, and just plain stepping *wrong* I have never injured myself while dancing. And I dance pretty crazy sometimes.

ION, I'm camped out on the sofa with netbook, Hulu, ice pack on my ankle, and two cats blissed out by my feet. I just reached out to pet Nico, for he is closest to my hand, and apparently he was having a weird dream because he flipped out. Literally. The cat sprang a good 12 inches into the air (from sleeping, mind you) and did a full rotation while midair. Landed on his paws and looked at me like I must be evil incarnate. I laughed, petted him again with reckless disregard for the safety of my hand, and laughed some more.

Oh, Nico.

I've never broken a foot with a good story. The only time I had an awesome story, I crushed everything BUT the bone. It's like my future chit chat was oppressed by reality. Which is sad because broken feet seems to be one of the injuries with the most repercussions.

Congratulations on the permanent job, smonster!

Take care of yourself, Zen.

Thanks, Calli!

And thanks, sj.

{{askye}} I'm sorry you're having such a difficult time right now, but I am very proud of you for taking care of yourself.

Pix, I am very sorry you hurt yourself, but that's a terrific injury story.

Congrats, smonster!

Congrats, smonster! And sorry z's a mansplainer, but glad you figured it out!

Pix! So sorry about the injury, but yes, that's a story. Hope you feel better soon.

askye, sorry you've been having such a rough time.

Zen, I hear you about internet fatigue. Take care of you.

I just have regular fatigue. Have worked untold amounts of overtime for student move-in this past week, while trying to hire someone to replace a person that quit (my top candidate falsified his application, WHYYYYYY?) schedule interviews, lay down the hammer with my contractors who are trying to negotiate a 45% increase this week, meet with student groups at 10:00 at night (I'm OLD, cut it out), and today I have four tabling events back to back, ending at 8PM.

I just want a weekend.

Congrats, smonster! And sorry z's a mansplainer, but glad you figured it out!

I confess that every time I hear the term "Mansplain", I imagine it being sung by They Might Be Giants like "Minimum Wage". Mann-SPLAAAAAAAIIIN!! (Heeyah!)

What a day, amyth! I hope there'll be a nice drink at the end of that tunnel, and lots of coffee to light the way.