The Knee has struck vengeance on me for some unknown offense, 3 days running now. i am drugged, i am braced, i am ever-so-careful where/how i walk and such.
but it is useless. futile. The Knee doesn’t give the slightest shit one way or another, it has determined that i’m destined to suffer and suffer greatly.
i fucking hate this shit. it happens all the god damned time and i am getting so sick of it. totally inconvenient when you live up all the stairs in the damned world…
now i’m moderately crippled, irritable, annoyed by the heavy-duty neoprene action i got going on. sexxxytime, obviously.
ugh.
