My doctor prescribed muscle relaxer for my spastic neck.
Three hours later I can be found in the form of a little puddle of mush underneath my desk.
What do they put on those things? No wonder people get addicted. My brain is still wound tight but the rest of my body is in on a nice… Jamaican… vacation… mon.
Isabelle (who caught last post's typo, merci Isa, ) sent me a link to this insanely funny website called I Am Livid.com where the very British Mr. Angry comments on the state of the world. I would not recommend reading is Whilst on muscle relaxers because one suddenly has little control over one's bladder function.