My back's been bothering me since this past Sunday. Maybe since before then, but that's when it started to get really bad and started to affect my range of motion ( Read more... )

Back fucked up. Almost fell down on my ass at work with no warning. Need emergency chiropractic visit. Have no insurance, no money. Fuck.

Oh, did last night suck ass. Got the unload done almost as fast as I wanted, but it was all downhill from there. It turns out that all the mold I'd inhaled in Jacob's (prostudent42) rental house while moving him out fucked me up good. My throat was burning to the point where it was extremely painful to talk. I downed a lot of water. Later on, I discovered that ( Read more... )

Forgot to mention in my last post... I found a sewing needle in my rug with my left foot on Saturday. Stepped on it pretty hard. I actually hit it with so much force that I bent the damn thing. It was embedded about 0.25" into my flesh. Believe me, it was fun to hobble around on that for 12 hours at work that night. My foot is actually still sore ( Read more... )

Didn't mention in the post the other day that I got my car back (though from the context of the bitching, it was fairly obvious). I was quite pleased, I really missed driving her, in spite of all the inconsiderate assholes I end up sharing the road with so often ( Read more... )

My friggin' shoulder is hurting me again today. I don't know how I'm sleeping on it wrong... that air mattress sucks. I might just have to go back to sleeping on the couch if I can't figure out why and how this is happening, because it cannot continue like this.

Work was... bleh. Double truck nights usually suck, but typically not for reasons like this. I don't know what it was, but I felt pushed pretty damn close to the brink last night (and the the night before). I just started yelling semi-randomly at things, like "WHY THE FUCK IS THIS BACK HERE?! IT'S ON A RISER AND AN ENDCAP!". And eventually, I ( Read more... )

I just... cannot believe last night. My fucking god, it was insane. And tonight will be just more of the same, I know it. There was such an insane, ungodly, obscene amount of food backstock off of last night's double truck, it was ludicrous. Seven pallets. I'll say that again... seven pallets. The HBA stockroom is already so crammed full of food, ( Read more... )