1. My knee hurts like a . . . I don't know what the hell it hurts like. It's rapidly working its way up to the childbirth & broken rib territory.
2. On top of that, I have cramps.
So I'm going to bed now with some vodka (fuck beer; it's time for the heavy artillery) and ibuprofen and an ice pack and some arnica salve and some comfrey salve and a large novel that I know nothing about yet which I really, really hope is good. Maybe if I just don't move for 12 hours I'll feel better in the morning. Bah. Shitfire. And other appopriate exclamations.
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