La la la la... OW!
Feb. 5th, 2005 09:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kukla_tkoToday was nice, really. Got up, went to the Chiropractor, came home, took the Kids to the Zoo...
Then, ow the FCC ow. I think I did something stupid, and I suspect that it was when I picked The Girl up to see the damn bears.
Jesus FCC a MONKEY, does this hurt. It got stiff and then got painful. My shoulder is completely seized up.
And I get to WORK tomorrow, early, and on Superbowl Sunday. For those of you who don't get the significance, I work for a FABRIC STORE. We're going to be packed, and I am willing to bet that we are going to sell between three and eight machines, just to wives who want revenge. (Oh, go ahead and go to the Superbowl Party with your idiot friends, honey. Drink all the beer you want. I'm off to buy my Ellegante...)
Which means doing demos, hauling machines out of the back, and helping the customers put them in the car.
I'm going to have my SO rub me down with Tiger Balm, and take some knock-out drugs of some kind.
Growles.
The good news is that I will most likely be able to go to the Kastle on Monday night. Let's all pray that my shoulder is happy again so that I can get some much needed exercise on the dance floor shakin my groove thang.
Then, ow the FCC ow. I think I did something stupid, and I suspect that it was when I picked The Girl up to see the damn bears.
Jesus FCC a MONKEY, does this hurt. It got stiff and then got painful. My shoulder is completely seized up.
And I get to WORK tomorrow, early, and on Superbowl Sunday. For those of you who don't get the significance, I work for a FABRIC STORE. We're going to be packed, and I am willing to bet that we are going to sell between three and eight machines, just to wives who want revenge. (Oh, go ahead and go to the Superbowl Party with your idiot friends, honey. Drink all the beer you want. I'm off to buy my Ellegante...)
Which means doing demos, hauling machines out of the back, and helping the customers put them in the car.
I'm going to have my SO rub me down with Tiger Balm, and take some knock-out drugs of some kind.
Growles.
The good news is that I will most likely be able to go to the Kastle on Monday night. Let's all pray that my shoulder is happy again so that I can get some much needed exercise on the dance floor shakin my groove thang.
