luck be a pair of new jeans.
i've been bitching about my hip and groin for the past two todays. started working today at Metropolis (which i am now coining Metroposhit, ghetto, slum, etc.) and ended up leaving three hours early to see a doctor for my mid-section issues. the doctor informs that i have completely torn my pelvic muscles and if i continue to walk for other reasons than eating, drinking, bathroom, smoking (threw that one in there myself), i will require major physio.
subtext: you should not work for the rest of the week.
so, i head myself down Robson to GAP as i have misplaced my key and thus require the use of Grant's. upon walking in, some overly perky fag offers me a peel-and-win promotion card. having already torn threw a stack Grant snagged me a week earlier, i almost declined as the thought of getting another Buy 2, Get One Free made my skin (and wallet) crawl. i took it nonetheless and to my pleasure, discovered that i had won a free pair of jeans.
as per my handsome doctor, i am lying in bed, with an ice pack, in a fresh pair of Long & Lean's. i may never leave home again.
actually, i will not be leaving home. at least until Friday.
subtext: you should not work for the rest of the week.
so, i head myself down Robson to GAP as i have misplaced my key and thus require the use of Grant's. upon walking in, some overly perky fag offers me a peel-and-win promotion card. having already torn threw a stack Grant snagged me a week earlier, i almost declined as the thought of getting another Buy 2, Get One Free made my skin (and wallet) crawl. i took it nonetheless and to my pleasure, discovered that i had won a free pair of jeans.
as per my handsome doctor, i am lying in bed, with an ice pack, in a fresh pair of Long & Lean's. i may never leave home again.
actually, i will not be leaving home. at least until Friday.