ramblings on crutches and boys
June 25, 2002 at 9:14 a.m.
My latest fashion accessory - Crutches. Oh baby.
Went to see the doctor man anout my poor foot and he said it was possibly a small stress fracture or a messed tendon. The diagnosis is I'll be fine in a few days if I take it easy. Heh. Easy.
Crutches hurt my arms. I'm a wimp. And I don't neeeeed them 24/7. I can walk for a while and then it starts hurting like a crazy thing so I have to hobble again. I haven't used 'em yet this morning and I am sooo starting to feel it.
The sympathy at FHE was nice yesterday. Well, it wasn't sympathy as it was "how dumb are YOU??" but it was all in fun and I didn't have to make a goober out of myself doing the wheelbarrow race or something like unto it.
Ooooo, I saw my old high school drama teacher at the doctors! I never took his class, but I had leads in two musicals. I always play the crazy old woman...
Anywho - he recognized me! I wasn't too pleased about that fact deep down, cuz MAN I looked like a dweeb in high school, and I'd rather people say "Reva??? I can't believe it's you! I almost mistook you for [instert name of supermodel here]!!!"
Buuut, it was nice to see him. Retirement has treated him well. I'd like to do that NOW. Skip the middle man junk. Get to the play time.
As if this wasn't already playtime... still don't have a job and now I don't think mom and dad want me to get one. They're starting to extoll the virtues of having me about the house. Well, I whole-heartedly agree, but it's when mom starts going off on how this is "the lasssst summer we'll have Reva here...." It's enough to get me weepy and turn on Mozart's Requiem or something.
It's probably ture, but it does make me sad. Especially when there are so many tasty boys home for the summer. One wouldn't let me leave last night without promising that I wasn't an apparation and I'd be at church on Sunday. Ooo golly, Reva is quite the gal then, doncha know. I don't want any one boy for my very own, but when the selection is so plentiful, I'm okay with having numerous admirers.
Yea, verily.
And what about next summer? I think I'll be in Chile and Australlia. Why move home? Just stay in Phoenix in the interim. I'm sure there's plenty more dreamy boys there too. And there's the dream of having Urmi live with me for two blessed months....!
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I just remembered I'm tired of boys. It's just second nature to bring 'em up every two minutes. I'll watch that.
SUPERCRACK is woman!!! hear her roar!!!!