I am still really stiff, with all my bruises now turning a sickening green. I guess I could try out for "My Favorite Martian" should there be a remake. The inside of my right arm, the part that was dragged along the railing as I tried to stop myself, is still really swollen. I would think that I broke something except that if I did, it would bend in the wrong place. I am not much good right now. Sleepy because the pain wakes me up. Grumpy because I am in pain.

Prime Dr. Pepper time, right?

At least the debacle gave me the opportunity to reorder the books on that shelf...silver linings...