Friday, November 12th, 2010

Insult, meet injury.

Just yanked a HUGE snow white nostril hair.

I don’t even WANT the damned things, let alone want them to turn grey.

Dogs barking

Spent a good chunk of my day yesterday climbing around inside machinery. A lot of that time you end up doing things like standing on pipes or straddling rails, and the pressure to the arch of your foot is incredible. Add to that the inherent slipperiness of the equipment, and the strength you need in your calves and thighs to keep from sliding everywhere, and my legs feel like they’ve been beaten with hammers, feet as if they’re going to turn into a giant cramp.