Ow.

[chaletian]

1. The porn is coming along well. I know you're all glad to hear it...

2. I entirely missed the opportunity in my earlier post to have a good whinge. So here it is. Stand by...

MY FOOT HURTS. My ankle too. Well, it's sort of where ankle and foot meet. I've been staggering around FT like the veriest Dickensian cripple. Tiny Tim has nothing on me, matey. It HURTS. Ow. Ow ow ow ow. OW. Also, last two fingers on right hand hurt. May be some kind of repetitive strain injury. Again: Ow ow OW. (I just need an oW there to complete the typographical pattern, but sadly it would not be grammatically correct and therefore cannot bring self to do it, but rest assured it completes the pattern IN MY MIND. I typed that as MUND first, but obviously that was foolish. I mean, mund. Tchah! What goes on in my mund is my business and no-one else's...)

Anyway, to sum up: Ow.

Comments

[nicolap.livejournal.com]

I'm sitting here waggling my own last-two-fingers-on-right-hand experimentally and wondering what on earth you do repeatedly that is so strenuous...

[chaletian.livejournal.com]

Well, I think it's how I hold books. Or cake-making. Or summat...

[mchobson.livejournal.com]

Ow dear (see what i did there?)

[chaletian.livejournal.com]

Oh, I did indeed. You're like a literary genius for the modern age... *g*