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Read The Picture of Dorian Gray (just started it today)
or watch a movie…
Ate dinner at The Keg. DELICIOUS!
Bought a package of Buckyballs, which is fast becoming the best purchase I have ever made in my life.
After wandering around aimlessly downtown, Richard and I went and saw the movie Paul. OK, THIS MOVIE WAS AMAZING. And there were so many awesome actors in it!
Simon Pegg, Nick Frost (I was already sold at this point), but also Kristen Wiig, Bill Hader, Jane Lynch, Jason Bateman, Seth Rogen and Sigourney Weaver?! Next post, trailer!
So I was walking in the movie theatre parking lot yesterday, and I did a serious faceplant (hum the benny hill music as you read the following list, for effect).
So I was bleeding in multiple spots and crying and all a mess last night waiting for HP to start, although seeing that movie again made me feel better until, you know, when our little buddy died, and then I was sobbing again.
ANYWAY. I woke up this morning and true to pain’s bastardly style of being 100x worse the next day, I can’t bend my knee. I cannot bend my pinky finger and it’s sticking out farther than the other fingers. My nose is all scabby and awful looking, and it hurts to lift my arm up all the way.
I have to do a bus trip tonight with work, and it involves loading up like 7 wheelchairs or something onto a bus, bending down and locking them to the floor in four spots each with tethers. FUCK. How they expect me to do this is, is beyond me.
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