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Wow crazy busy morning was crazy busy. Still is, but I think I've hit a lull.

I'm still in quite a bit of pain from the fracture, or possibly from wearing the boot, or some combination of the two. My left ankle is covered in bruises, and standing up hurts, but once I'm on my feet and moving around a bit I'm okay. Still, it tends to be distracting and I keep feeling like I'm missing doing things I should be doing. As a result I've done a lot that didn't strictly need doing yet but is now done anyway.

I'm antsy and restless, probably a combination of coming off the painkillers, the oh I don't know PAIN, and being unable to do much of anything at any time. it's making me CRANKY.

I did get the typos fixed in Nameless, and I set up the sidebar in my journal so that it now links to the Lulu sales page rather than theoriginalsam. I renewed my Costco membership! I sent someone a mail order request through the actual mail, which is charmingly old fashioned.

ARGH JITTERY. *jitters*

WHY ARE THE COFFEE SHOP WOMEN ALWAYS THE CRAZY ONES?

WHAT THE HELL

I MET THIS WOMAN AT THE CAFE (THE GOOD ONE NOT THE CRAP ONE) (THE CAFE NOT THE WOMAN)



AND IT TURNS OUT SHE'S ME. FROM ANOTHER UNIVERSE.

She has really good fashion sense

AND OH YEAH

A REALLY BIG SWORD



I think she's planning on conquering Cardiff.

I'M IN PURSUIT!

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I AM HOME.

The chiropractor found pain I did not know I had, and quite a lot of it, so that possibly explains the angst and woe of earlier. I've been adjusted to within an inch of my spinal integrity, and I have appointments for the next four weeks to see him and a massage therapist. Then I had a rare hamburger and a huge glass of water. I FEEL AWESOME.

It's funny the way people treat the SteamBoot. When I don't have the (removable) key and compass hanging off it, it goes relatively unnoticed. When it's in full regalia, people notice the key and then the rest of it. Our security guy said "So did you take it somewhere to have the copper put on?" and was shocked to learn I'd done it myself. I didn't tell him the "rivets" were glued on. :D

The chiropractor is a Very Serious Fellow who got all the way through the exam and adjustment and then as I was strapping back into the boot said "I'm sorry, what IS that?" and pointed to the compass pocket, so I showed it off to him. Then on the elevator ride down this guy kept loooooooking and then looooooking away and finally said "Do you ride your bike in that?" because the key is a bike key.

"No," I said, "It's for the locks," and showed him the locks. It's amazing how easily people buy the illusion; he's the third person to say "How did you put LOCKS on it?"

I'm tempted to stop saying they're glued-on fakes and just start innocently saying "It's a chastity boot."

(The official Steampunk Mythos story is that the boot is a Victorian posture-improving device meant for women and children, and of course one must lock it on to stop them from whimsically removing it. This particular boot is the property of Lt. Sam Copper, Gentleman Adventurer, who wears it because of an old war injury. So naturally he just wears the key hooked onto the boot for when he needs to take it off. You'll be hearing more about him when the mods are done.)

Anyway, I'm going to drink some more water and maybe take a nap. Mmmmmmmm. Nap.