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Last night I was walking to the kitchen to get some ice cream when I SMASHED my toe against the wall. Let's jsut say it hurt a lot.

I don't think it's broken, since I can move it. Movement, however requires intense concentration and pain. So, I've decided I probably fractured it. It's only a pinky toe, though, so I don't think it's worth going to the doctor to check on it.

When I get home I'm going to wrap it up in medical tape so that it doesn't move around too much. I'll also change shoes. I'm so dumb. Sneakers with a fracture? It even hurt as I was trying to get them on! That should have been a warning to me. This level of stupidity deserves every painful step.

Oh, and happy pi day.

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"i'll find a job and come get you. your mom can't take you away." --my boy

Maybe it's weird, but when I'm panicking about graduation, this reassures me a lot. I love my boy.

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I just dropped my laptop bag full of books and the laptop on my foot. The one with the fractured toe. Oh how I screamed.... And you know what? No one in the apartment even inquired if I was ok. Things like that are just common respect for the people you live with. I can't wait until I get out of this apartment.

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Excerpts from The Story of The Stone, an ancient Chinese classic.

Chapter 9, which is about the boys attending school for the first time...

Jokey Jin grinned. "Caught you in the act, didn't I?" He began to clap his hands and chant in a loud, guffawing voice,
"Bum-cake!
Bum-cake!
Let's all have a
Bit to eat!"


A furious muttered altercation broke out between them across the intervening desks. Jokey Jin insisted that he had caught Qin Zhong and Darling in flagrante delicto.
"I ran into them in the back courtyard, kissing each other and feeling arses as plain as anything. I tell you they had it all worked out. They were just measuring themselves for size before getting down to business."


Tealeaf had now singled out Jokey Jin and grabbed him by the front of his jacket.
"Whether we fuck arseholes or not," he said, "what fucking business is it of yours? You should be bloody grateful we haven't fucked your dad. Come outside and fight it out with me, if you've got any spunk in you!"

School in ancient china = boys making out