Thursday 16 February 2012

I'm not a masochist.

Lucky you, you get another iPhone post, which means that this post is likely to be unedited and full of mistakes and textual diahorrea.

Everything I was so worked up over yesterday seems a little ridiculous now. I still feel shitty and a little worried about all parties involved, but hopefully it will blow over with nothing more being said.

You know those racks they use as torture in the middle ages? I wish I had one. I have spent most of today crouched over and now my back kills. Particularly on my left side by my shoulder blade, just out of easy reach. Having my whole body stretched out until something goes click seems like it would help a lot.

Not that I'm masochistic or anything. More like a sports massage, that sort of level.

It's not helping that I'm having to type this with my iPhone right up next to my face as I'm not wearing my glasses or lenses. I guess the only thing for it is to really stretch out ... in my bed ^^

<3 x

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