I'm off work today, my body is burning. I feel like I've been beaten up. Every part of me aches and for some reason I've decided not to take pain killers. Actually, fuck that, I'm going to find some.
Ok, that's either going to make things a lot better, or I have something serious.
My stomach feels like it's eating itself. At least I've kept my lunch down for a couple of hours though, last night's exertions in the bathroom were less that something to be desired at 2am.
On another note, I'm sitting here listening to sex. I don't particularly like it, but on the other hand, I don't want to cut my ears off like I used to. Thank you
Rook for opening my ears to the joys of vouyerism.
Ok, things just got interesting for them apparently, I just turned the TV back on.
Anyway, so I'm hoping to get back to work tomorrow, I'd rather not be strapped for cash next week.
Although it's always an interesting experience to be stripped of responsibility, left to just respond.
If they must have noisy lesbian sex at your place, couldn't they at least invite me or send pictures? Sheesh. So selfish.
ps: Buffy marathons restarting soon - my discs came in the post.