Sunday, July 22, 2007

I hate moving.

My feet hurt.

My back hurts.

My hands hurt.

My biceps hurt.

My throat hurts.

I can't find my bottle opener.

Next time, I'm going to pay to have someone else move my shit and let their bodies deal with the aftermath.

1 comment:

Natalie said...

I hate when you guys don't update. It's been ages. Please fill the internet with hatred. It really is a fantastic method of procrastination.