I guess i shouldn’t do anything when I am in gloomsville. I managed to fuck up my wordpress update last night. Now I had to reinvent my categories and things in the back end look odd and crappy. Bloody shite. Oh well. I never know how to keep up with the bloody updates that wordpress and Joomla releases all the frigging time.
Fucking annoying.
I chatted to a friend last night even though the mood was blue and the black clouds were low Funnily enough, by the end of the conversation, my mood had lifted a bit. My shoulder responded to the pills this time and a bit more of the acid burning deep ‘I’m gonna burn your skin off’ heat spray also worked somewhat.
I still have the pain, but it’s certainly less than yesterday. I’m at work today, for an hour I sat watching the squirrels play under the bark, darting in and out of the green litter bin. I didn’t realise they weren’t that fussy in what they ate. They came really close, nervous little furry rats. I like them though, they make me smile. I caught some on my blacksmerrrrry ferry and I may well put them up at some time, never! I am off to find myself a new blackberry theme. I survived for one more day!
Fucking annoying.
I chatted to a friend last night even though the mood was blue and the black clouds were low Funnily enough, by the end of the conversation, my mood had lifted a bit. My shoulder responded to the pills this time and a bit more of the acid burning deep ‘I’m gonna burn your skin off’ heat spray also worked somewhat.
I still have the pain, but it’s certainly less than yesterday. I’m at work today, for an hour I sat watching the squirrels play under the bark, darting in and out of the green litter bin. I didn’t realise they weren’t that fussy in what they ate. They came really close, nervous little furry rats. I like them though, they make me smile. I caught some on my blacksmerrrrry ferry and I may well put them up at some time, never! I am off to find myself a new blackberry theme. I survived for one more day!
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