But I liked being a freak of nature...

Beneath this ace bandaged exterior...



Is a completely normal ankle.

So, of course, my second surgery is complete. I now have as many bones in my body as the average human being. Which, let's be real, is sad. Sean and Dmo say that I've lost a certain glimmer in my eye, that I no longer have that j'ne sais quoi that until recently was extremely mysterious but obviously was a direct result of my extra bones.

This makes me feel like this...



But, that being said, the second surgery went much more smoothly than the first. I was putting weight on it almost immediately, and I have ditched the crutches. I'm going to go out later today and do errands, because I can drive. And, of course, the best part of this recuperation period, like going to the Bronx Zoo last time, was our Saturday afternoon jaunt up to Smith. It was great to be there without feeling pressure or stress, and to only see people who I wanted to see. I decided I was up to going on Friday, so no one really knew I would be there, so there were many suprises and shocked faces, which is always fun. Basically, it was the first time I went back up to Smith since graduation that actually made me miss being there. But not enough to actually want to go back. It was a perfect day, and it made me realize how much I love it up there, and how great my friends are. There are photos of the day on flickr.

Packing continues, sort of. I made a huge scrap book while I recuperated, so now I know that the things I have kept and valued while I lived in the gumdrop won't be lost. My dad packed up his workshop, which is difficult for him, but I could have done without the bad mood and attitude problem. But, I'm sure that while I clean out my closet I will be in no better a mood, so I guess I shouldn't talk yet.

Gumdrop party is next weekend. If you're reading this, know me, and weren't invited and would like to be, let me know, I'll see what I can do. I'm actually really looking foward to it. My dad got it catered, and it seems like theweather is finally starting to improve, so I hope that it will prove to be a really nice afternoon. Although hofacebitchmouthdogbreath and her kid the troll will be there, I know that there will be many more people there to see me than people who could ever want to speak to her. So I have nothing to worry about.

Okay, I think I'm going to go try to rejoin the human race, get dressed, and go out and do some errands. Thrilling, I know. Here's hoping Leftie holds up to the stress.