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It started two nights ago.
I just ache. It hit me like a truck last night. Just a full body hurt that almost had me layed flat out. Not hurt, just ache. Deep, body screaming that you've been running to hard for too long ache.
Friday was busy, and expensive. Friday night was late.
Saturday was full of hassles and irritants, was cold an wet. Saturday was not a good time to be Kragore. Was so over-tired and dehydrated I wandered around aimlessly once getting back to Acton, finally collapsing in a snuffling mass.
Sunday woke up around noon, and the great horde went back to the camp to clean up. Put everything back to rights, went back to Acton, helped make dinner, staved off the truck that was trying to hit me until after eating, and came home stupid late.
Slept. Moved car. Have to got to work, when all I want to do is sleep.
*yawn*
Game tonight. Ought to be intesteing, as I have a feeling one side of the table is going to be asleep on their character sheets.
This weekends' projection: Friday, nothing. Saturday: srike old times, 10 pm. Pretty much shoots my day to hell. Sunday: Celts. May impose on Bleys to go right from strike to his place so all I have to do is roll over and roll dice. We'll see.
- K
I just ache. It hit me like a truck last night. Just a full body hurt that almost had me layed flat out. Not hurt, just ache. Deep, body screaming that you've been running to hard for too long ache.
Friday was busy, and expensive. Friday night was late.
Saturday was full of hassles and irritants, was cold an wet. Saturday was not a good time to be Kragore. Was so over-tired and dehydrated I wandered around aimlessly once getting back to Acton, finally collapsing in a snuffling mass.
Sunday woke up around noon, and the great horde went back to the camp to clean up. Put everything back to rights, went back to Acton, helped make dinner, staved off the truck that was trying to hit me until after eating, and came home stupid late.
Slept. Moved car. Have to got to work, when all I want to do is sleep.
*yawn*
Game tonight. Ought to be intesteing, as I have a feeling one side of the table is going to be asleep on their character sheets.
This weekends' projection: Friday, nothing. Saturday: srike old times, 10 pm. Pretty much shoots my day to hell. Sunday: Celts. May impose on Bleys to go right from strike to his place so all I have to do is roll over and roll dice. We'll see.
- K
