Today all I've done is rest my knee. Actually, it feels a lot better after a day in bed and hardly any time in the car - it's the car that's killing it most. Standard shift, left knee, ow, ow, ow. So since I just spent this rainy miserable day reading in bed (Terry Pratchett, Simon R. Green) I took a kind of lame ass myspace worthy self portrait of me in my messy room to commemorate it.
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