This journal is now almost a day old... not that that's really a big deal, but I just thought I'd mention it.
So I spent my day faking a limp at work, seeing as to how I called in the other day saying that I twisted my ankle. I think I did a good job; not only with the limping, but also with the occasional grimacing in pain. It probably helped that I spent about 5 minutes before I left for work smacking my ankle with a pair of scissors so that it was a little sore. That's called method acting.
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Neil