Felt pretty good when I woke up this morning, and then I went to rehab with a cute little perky therapist whose name I forget, but I think it might have been Dr. Mengele. I’m on to their ruse, though. Distract me with attractive and harmless looking females and hope I won’t notice THAT THEY ARE TORTURING ME.
Now my shoulder is throbbing and I think I need a good cry.