Back pain. Thoracic and lombar. Over the weekend, my teeth joined the party. It's not an acute pain and I can't pinpoint where exactly but it's basically all the right side of my face, including my ear. Really nice and refreshing addition to the repertoire.
Fell out with my younger brother. What an ass this one turned out to be. I guess there's one perk from living on the other side of the planet, you don't have to put up with his shit if you ignore his e-mails. And you don't have to see his mug and play nice over the Holidays.
Lily had her shots last week, finally. She was nearly five weeks overdue with all the virii, rashes, fevers and what-not befalling her in November. So what do we have to look forward to in the next seven days? A grumpy bub. She might have (more) fever, swollen glands, aches in her legs, and be generally miserable. Yay! Just what I needed.
And just as I'm writing this, what does my cat Beamish go and do? Throw up on my bed, that's what. Why not? I just washed and changed the fucker last night.
There's more but I really don't feel like getting into it at this stage. Just know, my lovely flist, that if I go quiet it's probably because I'm nursing my worries with a bottle of vodka, a big fat splif and a gun. If I make it look like an accident, then that's our dough woes sorted.
Just because life shouldn't be that tedious, here's a couple of caps from the latest "300" trailer:
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