How you know you're addicted to an RP: hospital has a computer in the waiting room. You manage to get past all of the blocks they put up to keep people from accessing sites they don't want you to use, and what do you do when you get on Livejournal? RP.

Anyway, yeah, I was in the hospital yet again. This time my ankle...well, the word the doctor used was "obliterated", which is both not as bad and worse than it sounds. I can still walk on it, but I shouldn't, so I have crutches, and it explains my nearly chronic ankle pain. So I have to see an orthopedic surgeon, because apparently I've injured it so many times it's worn right down.