*Insert pathetic whine here*
Feb. 6th, 2004 09:06 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
winneganfakePain is life's way of telling you....um...something. Whatever it is, I hurt too much to understand it right now. Feels the the Seattle Thunderbirds have been using my lower back for slapshot practice. That and well, a ladder bit me. Yes, I said "bit"- I've got a nice little chunk out of a finger- makes typing fun!
I so should not have gone and helped out with the set last night, much less volunteered to hang curtains. And by curtains, I mean the great fucking huge stage blacks used to screen off the ugly yellow walls of the space we're performing in.
Ultimately it's my own fault i hurt this much, but I needed the momentary bitchfest.
Tonight will, I think, consist of working my way into a nice, pain-dulling drunk at home.
I so should not have gone and helped out with the set last night, much less volunteered to hang curtains. And by curtains, I mean the great fucking huge stage blacks used to screen off the ugly yellow walls of the space we're performing in.
Ultimately it's my own fault i hurt this much, but I needed the momentary bitchfest.
Tonight will, I think, consist of working my way into a nice, pain-dulling drunk at home.