Killa Dilla

My back is killing me. KILLING. Shit, I need to get a stronger pain reliever, my generic ibuprofin’s doing nil for it and I’m having a hard time even sitting in this chair from the horrible freaking pain and agony which, btw, is a gift with purchase when you get pain, and there’s really nothing I can do about it except bitch, whine and complain.

On top of that I need to go grocery shopping today and I don’t have any way of getting to the damn store, which is rediculous. I know this isn’t a big town, but is one cab or one bus too much to ask? Serously?

I think I need a day or two of bedrest, though, and I’m gonna finally ask for a long weekend if this doesn’t get better by next Saturday.

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