So *that's* what's wrong...

[ellenmillion]

It rather suddenly occurs to me that my back is *killing* me. (Doubtlessly thanks to the ceiling installation adventures of last night.)

Well, that certainly explains my grumpies today. I dare not say a word to my parents or they'll cancel on the darn ceiling work, which I want to do more than I want to sit on the stupid couch and ice my stupid back.

Best take some drugs now, I suppose.

Stupid drugs.

*sulks*