Do you have a waffle?

I've been running around in the rain, visiting my advisers and buying gifts. While doing all of this, I was carrying my shoulder bag with lots of stuff in it. So at the end of my wanderings and silliness, my right shoulder screams:

"That's it! I'm on strike, girly! Get the lower part of my side to do the work. I've HAD IT!"

Then the rest of my right arm is like, "Better make that a double strike! Get Lefty to do some work for once, damnit!"

On the bright side, my right wrist has agreed to do some work, but with long breaks in between.




I'm such a weirdo. XD