So I am day 5 of sitting on my fat arse doing fuck all, typing one handed and being generally pissy about the whole damn situation.
Oh, I am a JOY to be around, people.
Everything is pissing me off. Especially punctuation. That shit is fucked up when typing one handed.
I have already been through the cupboards and there is fuck all to eat, which is probably a good thing.
Whine whine whine. Bored bored bored.
I know, I am making myself sick with my patheticness. (WordPress 2.7 wants me to change patheticness to pethidine. So do I WordPress 2.7, so do I)
So I turned to my friend Youtube.
Seriously, that cracked me up so much I had to watch it twice. Cause it is that wrong.
And then this had me wanting to dance. Or have a pet Russian. How freaking awesome would it be to have a dozen of these dudes the size of toy soldiers?
I would have to build them a little cage though. You can’t have the little fuckers running around the house getting stepped on. Cause I am pretty sure that flushing dead Russians down the toilet is not very environmentally friendly.
P.S. This afternoon I get to go and see my doc Natasha to find out what is wrong. But I was watching Biggest Loser last night and the chick on there did something to her arm and it wasn’t broken and she had to wear a sling just like me so I am taking that as a sign that exercise causes shoulder damage. Do you think work will allow me to park my car in the lobby from now on? Just as a preventative measure? Oh and will someone please please please come and clean my toilets for me? Cause, DAY-UM.