ohhh, my arms...

26 December, 2002 || 1:56 pm

Too...much...snow...can't...move...arms...back...is...in...pain...am...dying...

*groan*

My poor shoulders...owwwwwwww.

I had to clean Mum's car off...I couldn't even finish, and then I shoveled a path to our front door, and cleaned off the steps, just so the stupid mailman can come. I still have to shower, but I'm waiting for Eileen to call me back, first. And my parents? Where are they? Upstairs...asleep.

*grumble*

*groan*

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