Thursday, October 30, 2003
"That week," revisited.
Now my left knee keeps locking up. And when it does, it threatens to bend in the wrong direction. Hurts. Well, more like a twinge. A very scary twinge. Now I must go beat that stupid frellin' knee into submission.
Damn. It's 5 and I didn't get out of here in time, which means I need to stay until at least 6 to miss most of the traffic. Blehhh. Hmm. Wonder if I can go on AIM Express and not get in trouble.
La la la...
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