What a drag it is getting old.

Today, thanks to the power of mild painkillers and an icepack shoved down my pants, I managed to get a little more done, broken ass or not. Running out of steam now though. Not really, but I don’t want to injure myself further.

Back to work tomorrow.

Shit.

Today, I totally thought I’d be up to doing a bunch of stuff, but totally ran out of steam around 1pm.
Shit.

Went to bed at 8:30. WOOHOO.

Today, I lay on the couch – still recovering – and watching Weeds.
I thought I would be blase’ about Weeds, but I love it.
We finished up through Season 5.
Come back, Weeds!

Today, I woke up at 2:30 am with the worst sore throat ever.
Oh, and a broken ass.
Went to work anyway. It was slow, so I left.
Only to be informed later that I shouldn’t have.
But by that time it was way too late, and my recovery regrets it not.

Today started off really well, I was having a great time.

Then I slipped and fell and broke my ass. Literally, I think. Fun’s over.