A few weeks ago I threw my back out carrying a load of laundry to the washing machine. It took 6 visits to the chiropractor and two weeks to heal and still doesn't feel right.
Last night I dropped a plastic computer keyboard on the big toe of my left foot, and now I can't walk without a limp and my toenail has a nice pyramid-shaped black and blue mark on it. The keyboard weighs MAYBE 1 pound, must have hit is JUST right.
As if that's not enough, I seem to have developed insomnia with all of the stressful events in my life lately. I think I slept maybe 3 hours last night, and that was only because of the beer. Of course I was able to fall asleep around 5, just in time for that goddamn woodpecker to start waking me up every half hour. So anything I might post today might be weird, but rest assured it'll make me laugh.
This is my life. And it's ending one minute at a time...
