Ironing done, but I'm very nervous about tomorrow. It's been sleeting and icing over all day. Robin has to carry me and my laptop to the bus in the morning, and the heel isn't really improving that much. All of yesterday's walking played havoc with it, and I think my backup slippers are exacerbating the pain. New slippers next week assuming this heel thing improves. Very psyched for the Grammys and BAFTAs tonight (too bad they're competing against one another, I wish BBC America had shown the BAFTAs live last night when they actually took place). Meanwhile in the real world... oh heck, let's just stick with Twitter for now, wherein one finds Donaeld the Unready (via Arthur).