Three days.

Every twenty seconds, for the last three days, I get a little twitch in my knee. Oh, it doesn’t hurt at all, not a bit. But I’m considering amputation anyway. How many twitches is that over a 72 hour period? My brain won’t compute that at this hour. (I believe diminished mental capacity is related to slow, continual torture techniques.)


Oh, and since I’m registering complaints, I’d like to add that my man cold is nearly over. Now I’m at the Smoker’s Hack phase. I fear for my lungs, they may start to think I am trying to cough them out at this rate! And honestly, I’m quite fond of my lungs. They’re one of my best features, and I’d like them to stay put.

Okay, that’s all. I’m going to go get my attitude adjustment coffee now!