So an injury I had as a small child has resurfaced. I tore apart the tendons in my knees at 6 years old and then yesterday had severe pain in my left calf. Turns out to be a cyst that formed way back then and it just ruptured. So I'm the fantastically gimpy girl for the next week or so. Just as I have plans to go out and meet some new fellow weirdoes this week.

*puts on a party hat and takes her pain medication* Yay.

There was a tentative plan for hanging out with someone new today but nothing ever came of it. Instead I spent the afternoon with friends; we had sushi and coffee and then went skinny dipping in a half inflated pool. Less dipping and more ass wading ie sitting in water up to our waists and crawling around. Which is nice for me because while they get to go to the Chunky Dunk pool party tomorrow, I have to spend the afternoon/evening in a goddamned 101* kitchen.
There has got to be a lake or river around Portland that me and my roommate can go swimming in. Not the Willamette, thank you; we don't want to grow extra appendages or the like. Pools just don't have the same appeal.