Dancing Around the Four Sides

I have pretty much nothing planned (besides the basic showering and probably eating something and all that sort of thing one needs to do to survive) until 3PM, when I'm leaving here to go get my quarterly botox shots.(theraputic, like the mute guy in season 1.) I'm hoping he doesn't bench me for weeks like he did in july, during the 'let's paralyze your tendon so you'll eventually lose the recurring/chronic tendonitis' experiment that failed in an amazing fashion. One hopes.
(my rehab doctor is hilarious. he's nordic of some stripe or another, obsessed with theraputic botox, and kind of reminds me of dr. jekyll assuming dr. jekyll lived in Oslo instead of London.)
currently i have the blanket of cat-pacifying, one cat, and a boy to bring me coffee. we managed to not miss the kid's bus this morning. so far it's a good day.