01:15 pm So I'm walking out of my apartment today, and out of nowhere, my lower back decides that today is the day to speak.
"Hey Ry!" [umm... hello lower back.] "Just thought I'd let you know, I'm going to make your day a living hell! What do you think of that, biotch?" [er, doesn't sound so hot to me...] "TOUGH SHIT! Mwuhahahahahahahaha!" [hmm... i can defeat you! I summon the power of advil!] "ah cra-"
and all went well until lunch. I was sitting there, eating my snushi, and suddenly bam, the advil leaves me in hte hands of my arch-nemesis, lower-back.
"I'm back fucker! I beat your puny champion!"
so I whimper and old-man my way back into the office, and once again summon my champion to do battle for me. *ding ding! round 2!*
I have no idea where this came from, maybe I slept twisted or something, but it fucking hurts. mood: grumpy
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