"'You Really Had Thought She Ought to be Dead'..."

Wish me luuuuuuuck. I get foot surgery to-morrow.

Again. For the third time. Because my thrice-damned toenail has grown into my foot again after having been removed again.

I'm going to make myself a humongous, high-points plate of scrambled eggs to-morrow morning before I go. For luck. Oof.

*hates foot*

Maybe I should just amputate the toe and forget all about it.

Meh.

On the plus side, had an hour-long conversation with Charlie to-day. I love him. He is wonderful and a dear and has the best memory of anybody and I love him. We talked about John Wayne movies and Marilyn Monroe movies.

Also, Lily and I had a real conversation. As in, she asked me to open her curtains and I didn't know how and she laughed at me and asked how long I'd been living on this planet and I figured out how and she thanked me before I left. Instead of her hyper-ventilating and me having hysterics, which is how it usually works.

...Nope. Mind has not been taken off fate of toe.

Woe.

"There Was a Dream I Don't Remember..."

My scarf! Waen finished my Mina scarf!

And it's really, really long and really, really red and I LOVE IT omg. *squees helplessly and hugs scarf and is never, never, never going to take it off ever again!*

This makes me feel so much better about the operation to-morrow. Huzzah.

*squees*