closer

My right foot hurts and this time it's actually my own fault. (No idea why it hurt last time, but that was probably my fault aswell seeing as it's my foot and I'm me.) You see, yesterday, or well, this morning at 1:30:ish am, I decided to get some rice cookies from one of my cupboards. Since I like to make things difficult I decided to sort of "climb" the bench up to the cupboard. That wasn't one of my best ideas. It started with me jumping up and hitting my forehead on one of the shelves (I have a mark there now), which isn't all that bad I suppose, but when I jumped down I think the carpet slipped under me and I somehow twisted my foot and ended up laying on my kitchenfloor with a hurting rightfoot and staring up in the ceiling while thinking "this is why you stand on the chair". This does seem like a really stupid thing, but it's still better than explaining to people who I got a scar on my thigh; "I dropped a bowl".

In other news: I think I might've destroyed 90kg red paint today, the Thaifood wasn't all that and I still wanna set my neighbours' apartment on fire. Of course, that'd drag my apartment down aswell, which I think would be a bit sad. On the good side I did standardise two colours and my weekend starts in 2 hours and 57 minutes.