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7 February 12

This is my one Whaaambulance ride for the day.

My back is absolutely killing me. I went to bed feeling fine, but woke up pissing myself with pain. This needs to stop, like, now.

I’m crampy. So, when my back isn’t stabbing me with pain, my uterus is. Thanks a lot, body!

I’m exhausted. This “staying out until 11” thing is ridiculous. How do these kids do it? It’s the drugs, isn’t it? These kids are all cranked up on the pots!

  1. rsmallbone said: My back is killing me too. I spent all day Saturday laying on the couch with a heating pad on my back. Is there any room in the whaaambulance?
  2. tymethiefslongerthoughts said: The last thing pot will do is crank anyone up. Sorry you’re in pain today, that really sucks. If I was anywhere in your vicinity I’d give you one of my muscle relaxers.
  3. changecomeshard said: Pots!
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