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[wishfulaces]

JUST BECAUSE I'M TURNING 30 IN A COUPLE MONTHS DOESN'T MEAN MY BODY HAS TO FALL APART.

Yeah, I wrenched my bum shoulder last night while sleeping--not surprising, because I was screwing up double turns in the waltz in dance class last night in a way that was making my shoulder go "!!!"--and then woke up with a raging sore throat. Worst sore

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[destina]

Oh, yes. I've totally heard that you fall apart as you approach 30. *tries to stifle the snort-giggles, totally fails* You'd better invest in some extra insurance. A limb should be falling off any moment. GET A BASKET.

[troyswann]

You are so wrong inside, sistah.

[jenlev]

Yeah, but she's pretty frelling funny too. ;)

[wishfulaces]

It's a good thing my throat is no longer sore or else I would not be able to LAUGH MY ASS OFF without it killing me. It's a good thing I have that basket now, since I'm LAUGHING MY ASS OFF.

Ahem. :p

[troyswann]

Oh dear. Don't... don't do stuff. I honestly didn't know how to end that sentence. Like, DON'T BE BROKEN is really what I'm saying here. Okay. Don't be broken, m'kay? Problem solved. Let me know if you need help with anything else

[wishfulaces]

Okay, amazingly, I did feel better almost right away. Which probably means a limb really *will* fall off this week, but I don't care, I enjoyed the hell out of my weekend.

(Just ignore Bob, he stares at everybody.)

Ballroom dancing is wonderful! Walt single and double turns MAKE NO SENSE to me (yet), but the foxtrot is totally working, and simpler waltz steps make sense. This week we're supposed to be starting the tango. I might have to bring a rose? (Bob is not welcome at my club; he stares too much.)

[jenlev]

Oh sweetie, ouch and hugs. I declare today a PJ day.

[wishfulaces]

Hee! Yesterday was not a PJ day, but it was a really, really good day, and I only had to such on cough drops for part of it and take a little ibuprofen. Yay!

[jenlev]

Sounds like you're really bouncing back. And yay for having fun.