Thursday, April 12, 2007


Somebody has borrowed my rather small and neglected abdominal muscles during the night and has grossly misused them. Shit, this really hurts. Getting up from the bed hurts. Getting up from a chair hurts. Laughing hurts.

I wish I could blame it on Islam somehow, or at least on Communists, or at the very least on Bush, republicans or democrats or Keskusta, but I don't think I really can.

In better news: I got a new chair at work. And Killeri said "Vera got a new chair" on IRC precisely at the moment when one of the bosses rolled the chair in. The timing was so good that I actually looked around for a hidden camera.

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