meh. meeeeehhhhhhh...

i have been looking forward to dancing at sex dwarf all week. i have a kick-ass shirt that i've been saving to wear there, and an eyepatch decorated with red rhinestones (it's pirate night there tonight)... and i had dinner and took a quick nap so i'd be all energized to go out.

except that i awoke from the nap to find my pulled shoulder going "HI! REMEMBER ME??? JUST WANT TO MAKE SURE YOU KNOW I'M STILL HERE!!!" and i'm wondering if i really should shower and head down to the city and go dancing, when i'm either going to a) dance my butt off as usual and do more damage to myself, or b) barely move, which means why the hell go all the way into the city anyway.

grrrrrrr. i think i need to take care of my body, and stay home and pop a muscle relaxer, instead of potentially landing myself in the fetal position all weekend from pain. but dammit, i'd really like to go out and have a life. *glancing over at the eyepatch*