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[cyrano]

It's always the little things, the stupid things.

Today at rehearsal, I spent about half of my time with a young lady thrown over my shoulder, carrying her around. And what got me hurt, what tweaked the long muscle in my thigh, is when I knelt down to pick up a prop.

Lots of ow. Driving home was painful, mostly the flexing or extending the muscle like when I went from the accelerator to the brake. So I figured, screw it, it's Detroit, nobody's gonna care, so I just didn't brake.

I have ice on it now, which I know is supposed to help in the long run. But I'm reminded that cold makes my joints ache. I think you should give me pity and sympathy now. Maybe pettins.

Comments

[mszappata.livejournal.com]

You have my sympathy, too, but I still secretly hope it's April Fool's Day!

[cyranocyrano.livejournal.com]

Oh, would that it were. It appears, however, that in this case I am the April Fool.

[mszappata.livejournal.com]

Oh, no!