Cork on the Fork

Rather than spending time articulating the scope and depth of my current injuries, I have taken the liberty of designing a quick visual aid.

Every circled item is either an area I am currently contused (mostly minor, a few severe), experiencing significant muscle soreness, or am currently bleeding from. I remember thinking to myself, “Oooh, that joint didn’t use to bend this direction” a couple times today. Now, Old Man Musculo-Skeletal System is bending me over a park bench and having his way with me while a crowd of onlookers cheer enthusiastically and enjoy their funnel cakes. I like funnel cakes.

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Well god dammit Indy where doesn’t it hurt?

Spence: You worried about saving your own skin?

Sam: Yeah, I am. It covers my body.

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 Van Candy

Today we did P/T for 3 hours – It was the most physically exhausted I have ever been. I am going to bed at 7PM.

Afterwards…..

You will BEG to be allowed to start puking in a trashcan. I did. And it was better than sex.

In case you all didn’t know, I left Sallie Mae for what I believe is a career-of-a-different color. Its not kosher to be posting about it online, so I wont mention it too much. No, its not the CIA or the FBI.

Word.

Anyway, enjoy this link…

Fat Cats