So, coming on top of an already shitful week, it appears that my hands are definitively fucked. I'm sorry, I'll stop with the profanity now, but GRRR ARGH. Probably it's because of the four-concert three-paper Brandy Week, or possibly, since it didn't show up until a few days after that, it's because I tend to sleep half on top of my arms and one
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