I'm not allowed to rap

[porcupinemattie]

I could spend all day at my job writing but I feel so uninspired that I sit and surf the internet, hoping for spikes of joy to strike me down. It hasn't happened. I completed one of the most vapid quizzes of all time, and am now pondering over why my back/shoulder muscles hurt so much. It is most likely due to time spent in a chair, though I have exercised by running and walking at the local meat market track. I need either a) deep massage, or, b) a pilates instructor to counsel me on my posture. I have neither; therefore, I am gloomy.

Postulations will be the end of me!