So tonight Paul told me that I’m ’slightly odd.’He says its a good thing, and that if I wasn’t then he probably would never have asked me to marry him.

In other news; it’s quite possible one of my toenails will turn purple and fall off within the next few days. This morning, when I got out of bed, I misjudged a distance and slammed my foot into the wall so unintentionally and ridiculously hard it was almost like I was acting out some bizarre vendetta I have against drywall and plaster. It wasn’t the least bit funny because my toenail broke at a very unpleasant angle and then a fourth of what was left peeled off several layers. It’s like my toe is being partially protected by rice paper. It’s time for me to break out band aids and buy some steel-toed boots so that I don’t make things worse.