Limping is not attractive. Especially not when every other step is punctuated by a yelp.
So, hopefully I'm off it for the rest of the work day. I need to rig something so I can put it up, because having it down on the floor under my desk just makes it throb. It's not even a fun type of throb either, I really am so abused.
A haiku:
My feet are begging
with loud ouching and whining:
"Morphine! Be my friend!"
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