I did do the bodysuit thing, and liked them, and hated the inconvenience, though. But having shirts that couldn't get untucked, and were smooth all the way down was much fun for me. I also didn't mind the breast smooshing one bit, although I eventually graduated to "work-appropriate" ones that had blousy tops.

Okay, work day! I spent all night dreaming of you. Whatchya got?

That's so scary, Theo! Yikes.

I just looked at some of the Good Stuff's followers, and a LOT of them haven't set up their tumblr, reblogged anything (or have just one or two posts), etc. Now I am suspicious.

My tumblr is like that- I just follow people and read. I can't figure out how to communicate on tumblr.

OK, so I will not worry about it, and just sit back and wait for BuzzFeed to hire me.

Any minute now, Jesse!

Good god, Theo, that's terrifying. I'm glad he's okay.

I don't want to think about body suits. Ever.

Theodosia, I'm glad that your uncle was able to get the help he needed fast enough. That is a scary situation.

Theo, that is way too much drama! But good ending. I like that ending.

I am proud to announce that none of the bruising has gone down to my toes. In fact, so far, it's mostly "up" the back of my heel, as a testament to my aggressive elevation.

Are there gold stars for that? Can I stick them on the tensor bandage I seem to have forgotten how to wrap since coming out of the shower?

Oh yeah I can't figure out tumblr except to look at stuff and my phone doesn't do even that very well most of the time.

ita: [link]

ita, did you say your sister is coming in today? It's not a great reason for a visit, but at least you'll get to spend some in-person time with her!