burn, don't freeze.
Today was one of those days where I would have been better off in a padded cell.
I sat on my straightening iron (which I unstrategically placed on my work chair) while attempting to play that lame Heroes game on Facebook, then ten minutes ago I was thinking up this abstract self-conscious monologue while looking in the novelty mirror Alissa placed in the bathroom, when I leaned too forward and burned my tummy on the goddamned space heater.
There is a burn mark on my inner thigh and ass in the shape of a 45 degree angle. If one attempted to find x, it would probably be on the other asscheek. There is now ANOTHER in the form of a vertical line just to the right of my belly button.
To top it all off the rest of my body is still unbearably sore from the stupid squats I did two days ago.
Usually when days get too physically excruciating I'll just go to bed. But you see I'm trying my best to get the other side of the burn-mark triangle on my stomach. A squared + B squared = C squared or something. The mark is a perfect straight line.
You know you've hit rock bottom when you can only relate the burn marks on your body to mathematics.
I sat on my straightening iron (which I unstrategically placed on my work chair) while attempting to play that lame Heroes game on Facebook, then ten minutes ago I was thinking up this abstract self-conscious monologue while looking in the novelty mirror Alissa placed in the bathroom, when I leaned too forward and burned my tummy on the goddamned space heater.
There is a burn mark on my inner thigh and ass in the shape of a 45 degree angle. If one attempted to find x, it would probably be on the other asscheek. There is now ANOTHER in the form of a vertical line just to the right of my belly button.
To top it all off the rest of my body is still unbearably sore from the stupid squats I did two days ago.
Usually when days get too physically excruciating I'll just go to bed. But you see I'm trying my best to get the other side of the burn-mark triangle on my stomach. A squared + B squared = C squared or something. The mark is a perfect straight line.
You know you've hit rock bottom when you can only relate the burn marks on your body to mathematics.