I got a stiff neck.
I was sat in a coffee shop and there was a draft. I can't believe I've got the the point in life where a breeze can do me in.
What next? Falling in the bath, moaning about the new 5p coins and talking about the war.
So, I have been sitting with deep heat rubbed into my neck with one of those bean bags that you microwave on my neck.
Joy.
3/14/2008
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