Ow. Ow ow ow...

Crikey, I'm falling apart! (Squeamish people, look away now...) Yesterday whilst going through a box of old papers (and throwing about 90% of them away, hurrah) I managed to do something to my right arm, such that it hurt like crazy to lift anything or reach more than about a foot away. Today, my left big toenail, which has been slowly detaching itself from one side of its nail bed for some time now, finally decided it'd rather stick out inconveniently than just lie there in its normal place; so it's now got a band-aid sticking it down so I don't trip and rip the entire thing off. I swear, I thought I'd at least make it to forty before I started disintegrating...

(Okay squeamish people, you can open your eyes again.) To the growing multitudes expressing horror that I'm moving to California: Believe me, it's hurting my brain even worse than it's hurting yours. Trust me on this one... (-: