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Tuesday, July 29

Collection Of Things

No posting yesterday, but I was very, very ill. More on that later. What follows is a somewhat chronologically-ordered tale of the 48 hours since my last post. But first, I hope you've all noticed the shiny new RobCam onnthe right. I've just designed an archive page for that, which I can't remember the address for right now, but I'll post it later.

It started with going to play football with some mates at my local sports centre on Sunday night. It was a really good laugh, and as knackering as usual, but after about half-an-hour, I kicked the back of someone's shoe with my left foot, and was in agony straight away. I limped off to the side, took off my trainer and sock, to see what I'd done to it. I thought initially that I'd broken it, since it had swelled immediately and was bleeding around the nail. I put some ice on it, and the bleeding stopped, although not the throbbing. I should remark at this point that I've never broken a bone in my body, other than my two front teeth, so I'm not 100% sure what it should feel / look like.

By the time I got home, I physically couldn't walk on it, so I rang the mobile number for my employment agency to tell them I couldn't work on Monday morning. Unfortunately the girl that answered it moaned at me for waking her up (come on, it was only 10.30!), but I think I got away with it. I went to bed, toe still throbbing (and purple), hoping that it wasn't broken. My dreams that night were fucking weird too. Maybe something to do with the delirium of pain. I'm such a wimp.

The first one was a cross between the Jodie Foster film Panic Room and a random B-movie-type huge insects thing. It wasn't 100% scary, just all over the fucking place. I think it made me jump a few times, but I didn't wake up screaming or any of that shit. The second one was much more vivid (i.e. in colour), I think since my Mum had already woken me up and I was in the half-sleep period. This one was had a few characters from Scarface (obviously been playing Vice City too much recently), but was based in London (I must be missing it), mixed in some running scenes a la Lola Rennt (one of my favourite films ever), and finally ended up with me leaping into a swimming pool after I spotted an old friend, played (for some unknown reason) by the actress in Parole Officer. It was mad. I can still remember a huge amount of detail from it too, probably because my mind was half-awake.

When I got up on Monday I was feeling like shit. My toe wasn't broken, just very very badly bruised. To counter this, however, I had the beginnings of a flu virus. My Mum commented how I looked terrible all day long, and I was dosed up on Lemsip and Ibuprofen for a good part of the day. A good point was that I could get away with having a lazy day in front of the Cricket, reading my book (The Dice Man, again...). I didn't even get on a computer all day, which shows how ill I was!

And that's about it. No work today, I'm still feeling a bit iffy, but I'm waiting to hear back from the employment agency concerning work for tomorrow. My exciting life that I lead.


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