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June 22, 2000
Ouch!
I am, as I've said, an accident waiting to happen. This morning, as I was rushing around trying to get ready for work, and the cats were all swarming around my feet yowling for food, I somehow failed to notice the very large armchair in the living room. The one that's been there ever since I moved in. The one with the very, very hard legs. I walked right into it -- WHAM! I didn't have my shoes on yet, of course, so after a good deal of very quiet swearing (my roommates were still asleep) I got up the courage to look at my toe. No blood, but it was swelling already, and turning interesting shades of purple. I put in the loosest shoes I could find and gimped off to work, figuring that I would just go to the medical building at MIT and get it checked. I thought it would be quick and easy -- a nurse practitioner would look at my foot, maybe x-ray it, and I'd be on my gimpy way. I sat in the waiting room for an hour and a half, just to see a doctor for four minutes. She looked at it, said it was likely fractured, but that an x-ray wasn't really necessary. She said they'd treat it the same way whether it was fractured or just very badly bruised. So now I have a very stylish blue canvas and velcro orthopedic shoe to wear for the next few days, until my toe stops hurting. It's not so bad, really -- I haven't even had to take any Advil or anything. Sadly, I doubt it's a serious enough injury to get me a seat on the subway. (The one good thing about using crutches is it almost always gets you a seat on public transportation. I learned this after I dislocated my knee last year. I should have asked for a cane this time...)
Everyone in my family has got potential love lives but me. My brother had a blind date last night that apparently went well. My mom has a dinner-date with a man she's been exchanging e-mail with for some time. So last night I screwed up my courage and replied to a personal ad. The guy sounds nice -- his ad was vague yet funny. I made it very clear, as clear as possible, that I do not want a whirlwind romance. I know that, while I'm happily moving on, I'm not ready for that, especially with a stranger. I explained that I'd like to exchange e-mails for a while, maybe meet in person, and be friends. Depending on how that goes, there's potential... but I won't jump into anything.
Have any of you done the personal ad thing? How was it? I'm hoping he's smart, and has a sense of humor. Has to have a sense of humor. I tend to be sarcastic, and if that goes over a guy's head, I'm turned right off.
The thing that I really miss right now, and that I'm hoping to find, is just companionship. Someone to hang out with and just talk to. I don't need the romance right now.
Posted by Mary Ellen at June 22, 2000 03:09 PM