Oh god, oh shit, oh sweet fancy fucking jesus on a goddamned bicycle, I am in pain.
Last night, I was having this dream. I was in some labyrinth of a building, and there was inexplicable evil. Evil told me that I had to leave, because he would kill me if he found me again. Yes, evil was personified in this dream. So I was saying goodbye to friends and family as I fled this evil. One of evil's minions was a double agent, actually on my side and alerted me when evil left so I could flee. I was out the door and almost to the street, off the grounds, when I realized: I had left my new fluevogs behind. These new fluevogs were my connection to someone important, and so I had to risk my life by returning to get them.
I startled awake, pain stretching all the way down my neck to both shoulders and all the way down to my right hand.
Ow.
Ow.Ow.Ow.
I took a hot shower, but it did little besides make my back very red. I took six ibuprofen, which helped a little but not much.
I am supposed to go to silver cricket for amateur night and yet I hurt so much I don't even want to put away the basket full of laundry that I took out of the dryer at 1:30 AM last night shortly before going to sleep.
Ugh. This is bad.
I had a lot more to write but that can wait. I need to go lay down.