Preliminary thoughts on knee

Yesterday I kept working on the transcripts. Our computer expert and another computer expert attended as well, and while our one mainly spent his time in court watching, the other had to wait in the office because he could’ve been called at any moment. I was working away and he comes over and starts talking, and I thought he’d figure out I was busy, but he ended up dragging me to his room to show me something and then we talked a bit more there before I finally walked away back to my work.

I didn’t even get to have lunch because at lunch time I was so close to finishing I thought I’d go later, but when I finished at around 3 I thought I’d just go give it to GS. We gave it to the Crown and they were friendly enough to photocopy it for us, and I knew they’d get the paras to bring it back. I was hoping for the hot para to be the one.

Sure enough, while GS, DC and I were talking to our expert, I hear a knock on the door and head over. It was the hot para and her friend. I noticed she stood back a distance, and her friend gave me the folder and asked if I had a CD to give them. I went back to retrieve my CD and she asked if they could keep it or if they had to give it back and I said they could keep it. While talking I kept looking over at the hot para who was smiling and looking at me the whole time. But the way she looked at me reminded me of the same way Darth Vader first looked at me when we sorta met outside class. It’s more of an analysing stare rather than a checking out look, as if taking in and recording my every motion and expression.

After work I had a Subway sandwich in the city because I was so hungry, then went home, bummed around a bit before going to the gym, even though I didn’t really feel like going because I had a sore and flemmy throat. I felt so out of it and was worried my body would look completely fat but to my surprise I still looked pretty much like I did before. But I knew one thing for sure – now that I’ve stopped running I’m going to have to watch what I eat all the time.

I was also having some preliminary thoughts about my knee. I thought that if I didn’t get the job, I would spend the time doing the surgery and rehab, maybe getting a job at a supermarket or something. If I get the job, well, then, good I guess, and surgery will have to be put back a year. But I also did some light research on partially torn ACLs, instead of just torn ACLs, and it seems that it may be possible for partial tears to recover and grow back. I guess that’s one question I gotta ask when I go see the knee surgeon.