The last word in stolentelling.

Right this very moment, my right upper pectoralis major aches so much it actually hurts to inhale. The other night, we were tossing a football around in the parking lot after hours, and I paid the price for it today. As if the stress at work that had built up for weeks wasn’t the worst of my problems, I’m now physically in pain.

And then I just had to watch a film on Netflix instant view called 4 months, 3 weeks, and 2 Days, a Romanian film about a pregnant college student, who with the help of her roommate, try to get an abortion, which is illegal in communist Romania. Brilliant film, two thumbs up; however, it might just turn out to be the second most depressing film I have ever seen, right behind Grave of the Fireflies.

So, all in all, I’m having just a splendid week, physically, mentally, and emotionally, running (Editor’s note: no where near) the full gamut of physiological experiences.

Let’s start over starting tomorrow, shall I? Please?