"My back hurts. Like up the side of my neck. Like a lot."
"IT REALLY HURTS."
"Hey what do you do about your stupid crippled back?"
"I have vicodin."
"Does that make it not hurt? Or does it just make you not care that it hurts?"
"Mainly it makes me not care."
"Okay....I may stop by your office before I go home today."
Diptychs were forgotten today, not on purpose, just....y'know. We'll post two next week, and next week will be 'complicated,' cuz remembering is COMPLICATED. Or something.
**whine** my back hurts **whine**