I have fixed it all for years and years, but now I refuse. I will just go with it, broken or not.
Friday, June 24, 2011
It began like any other day -- pain pain pain, but manageable, plus it's Friday, so that makes it great. And then I cleaned the kitty box, like I do every morning and every evening of my life. Only on this particular morning, I moved wrong, or some damned thing because now I can't stand up. Yea me, yea Friday, whatever. Blenheim.