Lidocaine. In my stomach. Yesterday. Maybe virus. Whatever, I've lost 4 pounds, I'm cool with it. Suffering has it rewards.
I am now going to distract myself with my top ten favstars up to this point before I go slam through some more PT and then come home to burrito, whom I love. These will click to original addresses where the pix and timestamps will pop open. Jeri Ryan (Seven of Nine) quote-retweeting me has unfortunately been lost to time, but it's still fun to come back and check on stuff. I imagine little accidents like that are how I wind up on Sumall's 1 million mention reach reports. All that means is that more people had the potential to see the name Pinky, nothing much else happened as a consequence. If Wil Wheaton had retweeted me... woulda been a different story.
Two I'm keeping my eye on because they could still bump up a little.
See? Significant time waster and kept my mind off how much the pain is sucking. Now I need to move on and get out the door.