I burnt my thumb cooking. Owwwie.

My behind the knee is killing me. It hurts. Not a normal hurt, but a weird hurt. I can't stand it. I normally push in on the back of my knee until it normal hurts. I can't stand the weird hurt. This time it's not working. I tried poking pins in my arm. The pain from that helped a little. I decided that was bad, so I thought maybe I'll try getting drunk. I poured myself a cup of vodka, but didn't drink it because I have to meet John for lunch and I might not get up for it if I drink. So, I went and woke up Lake. She helped a little but she's to sleepy to really help. I let her go back to sleep. I think I'm going to try the pins again.

I put some pins in my arm. I looked at the pins poking out of my arm and thought, "this is psychotic." So, I got Lake up again and this time told her I really needed her. She got up and I made her coffee. She told me to take the pins out of my arm, and I did. She's so wonderful. She said I could have vodka, that it's okay to drink now under the circumstance. So I drank the vodka I'd poured and then some. I wish we had mixers around the house. My behind the knee is doing better now that Lake is up. I love her. She is wonderful.