In which my icon says it all

My pc is on the fritz again in what I can only assume is the bi-annual way the universe tells me I need to be spending more time outside. Sucked in though, nature. I have a laptop.

You know what though? When I do decide to commune with nature, the mofo backstabs me. I managed to fall in a most ungraceful manner on a concrete path yesterday. I skinned my knee, rolled my ankle and pulled a muscle in my upper arm. I am suffering with much soreness today. Whinging ensues.

Merlin continues to eat my soul, in a totally good way. That cast might just be the most adorable ever, Y/Y?. One gripe though - the Australian dvd set is shite. Really, really shite. No commentary, no video diaries, no general Bradley/Colin dorkiness.

And now bed.