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It's really too early to be awake on a very dark, rainy Sunday. I really don't want to go to work but I have to. Back is...eh. I can move. I can bend. I can walk. We'll see how the standing part ends up.

[grumbles]

Early.

:(

And I woke up with Dio in my head. Bwah? Confused. Haven't listened to that in ages.

Now. To work I go.

[tries to look excited]

Um. Whee?

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It's really too early to be awake on a very dark, rainy Sunday. I really don't want to go to work but I have to. Back is...eh. I can move. I can bend. I can walk. We'll see how the standing part ends up.

[grumbles]

Early.

:(

And I woke up with Dio in my head. Bwah? Confused. Haven't listened to that in ages.

Now. To work I go.

[tries to look excited]

Um. Whee?

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Oh look. I'm home. Seems that I can't make it five hours on my feet without something going seriously wrong. I have almost no feeling in my left arm. It pretty much feels like I've been lifting weights or something for hours and hours and totally exhausted the muscles without doing any work. So. I think it might actually be nerve damage. Yeah. Going to the doctor. Fucking timing sucks. [kicks things] I was actually going to write up Project Britney today because it might be a good idea to do so. However, typing with one hand doesn't work well for me. We'll see what happens. Maybe the arm will relax soon. Maybe all of me will. Ow.


I swear. I didn't used to whine this much. Other things happen in my life, honest. It's not just my back and all the pain I'm in. I had really good Chinese food last night and I had fun with Ron, Charlie, and Britini. Hell, Charlie even tried to give me a massage. Which felt good but didn't really help anything. See. Going to work wasn't a horrible, terrible mistake. Well except for the pain and losing the use of my arm thing.

Coffffeeee!

[runs in circles but not really]

[falls over]

Mmmm....bed.

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Oh look. I'm home. Seems that I can't make it five hours on my feet without something going seriously wrong. I have almost no feeling in my left arm. It pretty much feels like I've been lifting weights or something for hours and hours and totally exhausted the muscles without doing any work. So. I think it might actually be nerve damage. Yeah. Going to the doctor. Fucking timing sucks. [kicks things] I was actually going to write up Project Britney today because it might be a good idea to do so. However, typing with one hand doesn't work well for me. We'll see what happens. Maybe the arm will relax soon. Maybe all of me will. Ow.


I swear. I didn't used to whine this much. Other things happen in my life, honest. It's not just my back and all the pain I'm in. I had really good Chinese food last night and I had fun with Ron, Charlie, and Britini. Hell, Charlie even tried to give me a massage. Which felt good but didn't really help anything. See. Going to work wasn't a horrible, terrible mistake. Well except for the pain and losing the use of my arm thing.

Coffffeeee!

[runs in circles but not really]

[falls over]

Mmmm....bed.

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Usually I have no problem hanging out in my bed just doing stuff. Lately though, my bed has become some sort of drug. I climb into it and my eyes start to close. It's so hard to resist, especially since I got hurt. My bed is one of the only comfortable places right now so I've been spending time there and I don't know, maybe the whole process of moving has become so exhausting that I just need to nap about four times a day.

[sighs]

At least I can use my left arm again. It's taken significantly less time to type this entry up.

Needless to say, I'm in bed and ready for nap number three since I got home from work. I feel so wrong. I really don't like this.

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Usually I have no problem hanging out in my bed just doing stuff. Lately though, my bed has become some sort of drug. I climb into it and my eyes start to close. It's so hard to resist, especially since I got hurt. My bed is one of the only comfortable places right now so I've been spending time there and I don't know, maybe the whole process of moving has become so exhausting that I just need to nap about four times a day.

[sighs]

At least I can use my left arm again. It's taken significantly less time to type this entry up.

Needless to say, I'm in bed and ready for nap number three since I got home from work. I feel so wrong. I really don't like this.