Your Friday is officially classified OW for dead arms, irrationally-assigned neck pain, and a stomach that is not at all happy with you. Welcome to Fail Country and enjoy not being able to leave!

Translation: ow ow ow ow motherfucking ow what the hell is wrong with you

...is that I nearly made budget again, and it doesn't seem too long since the last page of HoneySyn came out.

The bad thing about working a lot and nearly making budget is that it was nearly and had four people bought stuff today instead of thinking about it? I would have made budget and gotten a $200 spiff from work and a $50 spiff from Dyson. Sob.

Today was phenomenally slow and I was alone with Allen for twelve hours.

I AM GOING TO HAVE A NICE RELAXING BATH NOW.