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Thursday Apr 21, 2005

Apr 21, 2005
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My right ankle is 2 times the size of my other ankle. (I tripped and rolled my ankle during a run while training a new client. That looked really good.) But yeah, I can't walk. This is bad. This is really fucking bad. I have no idea how I am going to train my clients, let alone train myself.

I had some weird dream about harvesting babies. There was a couple that was trying to stop the harvesting, and a couple that was doing the harvesting, but in the end they were the same people and the cycle just kept repeating- they would realize they were the harvesters, freak out, and then they'd run, and end up running over a couple in their car, that was actually them. Really fucking confusing and weird. Wish I could explain it better, it might make a cool story.

But back to the ankle thing, I don't know what I am going to do. I guess I will have to cancel my 5 am client tomorrow, and see what happens over the weekend, but fucking hell, this makes me so upset. I was looking forward to training her. It just figures there would be another setback. Sigh. I hope everything is better by Monday. Cross your fingers for me.

Heh, tonight I start my Anger Management classes. This oughta be interesting. Christ almighty I feel utterly useless.

Tell me good stuff about yourselves so I can be happy for you.
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tadzi:
ummm. lemme see...good stuff.

oh, i am official for the east coast camping thing now, so thats kinda cool.
Apr 21, 2005
conqueringking:
Anger Management class with a sprained ankle...talking about an explosion waiting to happen..... I recommend rubbing some aspricream on it, putting ice on it, and wrapping it if you have to walk on it.

I got to yell at this annoying chick who works with me. It felt great..she had it coming for awhile. Now she is trying the silent treatment on me... biggrin Considering I'm enjoying the blessed silence. I'm considering making a habit of it once a week.
Apr 21, 2005

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