Okay! That is the last time I help that fucker Richard move. First off, he moves once a year and all his shit is heavy. Him and his girl never stay anywhere very long. My ankle is so fucked up that I can barely walk on it, but I showed up to help him move anyway yesterday. So I was pretty much in agony, I was the ONLY one who showed up to help him and Angie move all their shit, did I mention that?
My neck is all fucked up because I dropped the couch in his basement on my head. Well we were lifting the couch over the fence in the back yard. I was holding it over my head when it fell. So my neck is pretty much fucked. I laid around all day with a heat pad on it. So then Richard and I were moving his Washer down into the basement of the new place. Richard went down first and I was holding the washer. Well the fucker slipped out my hands and the washer went tumbling down the steps. Tell you what, I've never seen a fucker move backwards, down steps, so quickly. Richard was quick and the washer didn't land on him, that was cool.
So I figured I'd go out and get new tires yesterday. Well, at one hundred and seventy dollars a tire I think my fascination and love for sports cars that aren't Fords is pretty much at its end.
The Pittsburgh STeelers lost thier game today, fuck it, who cares. The Steel show was pretty cool last night. I managed to make the drive home regardless of being buzzed as hell. Word of advice. If you ever need help moving? Maybe I'm not the first person you should ask........L8er.....AJ
My neck is all fucked up because I dropped the couch in his basement on my head. Well we were lifting the couch over the fence in the back yard. I was holding it over my head when it fell. So my neck is pretty much fucked. I laid around all day with a heat pad on it. So then Richard and I were moving his Washer down into the basement of the new place. Richard went down first and I was holding the washer. Well the fucker slipped out my hands and the washer went tumbling down the steps. Tell you what, I've never seen a fucker move backwards, down steps, so quickly. Richard was quick and the washer didn't land on him, that was cool.
So I figured I'd go out and get new tires yesterday. Well, at one hundred and seventy dollars a tire I think my fascination and love for sports cars that aren't Fords is pretty much at its end.
The Pittsburgh STeelers lost thier game today, fuck it, who cares. The Steel show was pretty cool last night. I managed to make the drive home regardless of being buzzed as hell. Word of advice. If you ever need help moving? Maybe I'm not the first person you should ask........L8er.....AJ
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candylac:
tragic_kat:
There is a poem called "How to Use This Body" and it is a list of what to do and what not to do to your self. I've been extending the poem as things come up. "Do not drop couch on head" just made into the poem in my head.