Did any one get the number of the truck that hit me?
I thought massages were suppose to relax you and make you feel good.
Goddamn!
I'm in some serious fucking pain right now!
The massuse joked she was going to have to cancel 4 hours of appointments just to get the knots out of my back and glutes.
It appears the nice tumble I took down Spaz's basement stairs 6 years ago really fucked me up.
I was speaking in tounges as she tried to massage the thick knots out of my hip & back.
Sure felt good then.
Not so much now.
I checked out the district class and was pleased. Half the kids I knew from when I used to work as a sub for teacher's aids. Only one semi agressive child and he usually likes to tear up paper. Now that they have "his" corner for when he gets over whelmed, he's better.
Pudd'ns I.E.P. is on the 23rd, I'm hoping to get him in the class before that. We'll see.
The massuse told me to drink a lot of water tonight.
Does the ice in my whiskey count?
