Yesterday, Mia had her first hiccup! After three years of running fantastically, she wouldn't start. It's been years since I've had a car that wouldn't run properly, so I forgot about the jumper cables I had in the trunk until I called syntheticjesso to see if she would drive me to work and she used her internet super powers to remember for me. I felt all knowledgeable and smart getting the cables all situated on the car batteries and whatnot. It's strange, having to jumpstart my car made me feel more comfortable with her. Although I'd really appreciate it if she doesn't get in the habit of it.
Anyway, while I was first figuring out she wouldn't start, I somehow banged my ankle and I can't remember how, but it hurts like a bitch. A slightly bruised and tender bitch.
I think Rogue is making me sick. I am still obsessed with it, to the point that I've stayed up until 1:30 AM knitting every night since I began working on it. I haven't been this obsessed with a project for a looooooooong time. However, it's not helping the gross that's infected my sinuses, since I'm not sleeping well. I even took the day off yesterday, and instead of napping and recuperating like a sane person, I knitted. Like an insane person. Again with the bed at 1:30 AM. I'm thinking it will be done by the end of the week, and then I can sleep. Sheesh.