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Aug. 5th, 2005 09:53 am
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This is clearly an orange cone day --- y'know, like I'm an accident zone and I've my orange cones out lest I FUCKING BREAK YOUR STUPID SKULL WITH A BRICK*.

Not that I'm complaining, but...

Getting home from work was hell. I slept like shit and this morning Snake had to go teach which meant that I was alone getting the house and the dog and the cat ready for the day. And let me tell you, I'm a fucking quadraped myself with only an inadequate human mouth in which to carry things. God damn! It's too fucking hard to do shit when you can only stand on one leg and you have no available arms and those have bruises in the sides from the crutch ends!!

Oh yeah, and my heart decided to go into fibrilation and stay that way at 5 a.m. And then I smacked my head on the refrigerator door handle and so I punched the fridge door in response and skinned my knuckle. Because I'm such a man.

So I took a taxi to work. Fuck you.

*She is bald upon the couch

Date: 2005-08-05 02:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] talktooloose.livejournal.com
Hey Talktooloose! You changed the address these comments get sent to! Are they coming through okay?

Date: 2005-08-06 02:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] talktooloose.livejournal.com
And yet the challenges of dealing with the knee have cured the psychological depression I was feeling the other day. Interesting.

Date: 2005-08-05 04:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nyahnyahnyah.livejournal.com
*She is bald upon the couch

har har har.

<3

Date: 2005-08-06 02:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] talktooloose.livejournal.com
It's totally how he phrases it. Yes it is.

Date: 2005-08-05 06:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] briseur.livejournal.com
Darling,
I know this brand of escalating frustration sooo well. If I were in town, I would come over & hold you while you cry. I suggest finding a local who'll do this in my stead. Love you.

Date: 2005-08-06 02:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] talktooloose.livejournal.com
Y'all are my huggers even here.

Date: 2005-08-05 09:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ashe-frost.livejournal.com
Crutches suck. Do you have stairs? The scariest thing I ever did in my life was walk down five stairs with no hand rails when I was full of pain killers with my foot in a cast.. On crutches.

You will never overcome the trauma. Unless you already have. In which case.. I was wrong. Damn.

Date: 2005-08-06 02:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] talktooloose.livejournal.com
You're so dramatic. I love you.

Date: 2005-08-06 11:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ashe-frost.livejournal.com
;-) I try.

Date: 2005-08-06 12:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] painglass.livejournal.com
So, I was going to write an 'oh, poor you. sorry you've had a shitty day' message...then I read the little print at the bottom and started to laugh! *grins* Lovely! See, there is amusement- even in really shitty days. *hugs*

Date: 2005-08-06 02:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] talktooloose.livejournal.com
Always amusement.

Knee is loosening up bit by bit.

I'm hopeful.

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