Being able to help with things like this makes me feel good.
I hear the guy who was shot by Dick Cheney has apologised for all the trouble he caused. My immediate thought was "Gosh! Is this guy a kiwi?"
Thought for the day from an unusual source
"Ok it is, living through your heart. These things of pain swiftly flow through a clear heart."
There was more, but I'll pass that on privately when the time's right. *smile*
Lactic acid rules me today. yep, still with the crippledom from Saturday. The bits I use (the walking muscles) are fine - they have worked themselves out. The rest? Well gosh. Please don't laugh at me if I visit you and get stuck in your bathroom because my legs won't lift me off the seat.
What? "Hair of the dog!" I hear you say. Not on your life. More running appeals not at all not nohow. Now, massage - that appeals. But, failing that, a walk (gently) up a mountain will at least give me new excuses for being crippled. ;-) What more could a girl ask for?
[EDIT] What more could a girl ask for? well, I just got called into the Manager's office. Last year in November, the person who was directly managing my job left, and hasn't been replaced. Apparently the new CEO is now wanting to fill the position, and my acting manager is 'encouraging me very strongly to apply for the job.'
Me? A manager? Hmm.. I guess getting a job description might be a good idea, eh?