Wednesday, May 28, 2003

3 p.m. done painting

i am so tired i cant lift my arms or even shift to capitalize letters.
ceiling painting is some sort of cruel punishment. i used a brush because it's less messy and I didn't want to use a tarp because i trip over them. i must have been insane.
i have a date at 7 with la, i hope she can help prop me up and is willing to listen to my joints creak over the loud moaning that comes from excess fatigue.
right now a 2 pound dumbbell looks like too much to move. a can of diet soda feels like it weighs about 15 pounds.
i feel like gumby, left in the hot sun on asphalt pavement.
woe is me. ow.

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