Ow. Just.....ow.
Pardon this completely self-indulgent whine. You have been warned. Leave now, or suffer the consequences.
I hurt. Everywhere. It's damn hard to be funny, erudite or even the least bit coherent when I hurt like this.
Shame on me. I have fibromyalgia (I hate the term "suffer from"....talk about indulgent!) and certain things can trigger a flare. One of these triggers is Splenda, aka sucralose. I don't care if it's made from sugar.....that shit is evil. I had a few sips of something a WEEK ago and I still hurt intensely.
Right now if you told me streaking through my neighborhood would help, I'd try it. My neighbors would probably hate you, though.
I hope to return you all to regularly scheduled programming soon.
I hurt. Everywhere. It's damn hard to be funny, erudite or even the least bit coherent when I hurt like this.
Shame on me. I have fibromyalgia (I hate the term "suffer from"....talk about indulgent!) and certain things can trigger a flare. One of these triggers is Splenda, aka sucralose. I don't care if it's made from sugar.....that shit is evil. I had a few sips of something a WEEK ago and I still hurt intensely.
Right now if you told me streaking through my neighborhood would help, I'd try it. My neighbors would probably hate you, though.
I hope to return you all to regularly scheduled programming soon.