Aaand.. ow.
Went with Nikki to two karoke bars last night. Was having a pretty good time just sitting back and laughing at and/or being impressed by the singers until at the second place, some guy with a fixation for Mighty Mighty Bosstones and a girl singing Dennis Leary's "Asshole" managed to get me to uh... participate.
Woke up this morning, did some fuckin around on WoW, started laundry, dishes, then grabbed a book and went to the pool to do something about my see through skin after I got out of the gym.
I've practically lost my voice, my legs are cramped up, and for some reason my back (and only my upper back) is beet red. I guess this beats being complacent and bored. But... fuck.
Woke up this morning, did some fuckin around on WoW, started laundry, dishes, then grabbed a book and went to the pool to do something about my see through skin after I got out of the gym.
I've practically lost my voice, my legs are cramped up, and for some reason my back (and only my upper back) is beet red. I guess this beats being complacent and bored. But... fuck.