Chucked a sickie today. Didn't have to ring anybody to tell them i just didn't turn up to myself. I suppose nobody caring about you might get sad after a while but its nice for the moment. In the evening i took the big table Juz gave me to the studio in the back of the chariot. Nobody there so i carried the mofo thing by myself. I guess that was the entire day's energy spent in one hit. But i did it. It was like the energy expended turned into sweat immediately & dripped off me. It seem like a lot of energy involved. As long as my back don't seize on me tomorrow I will asume i got away with it.
Now to find some cheese for tea.
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