So as this is a lovely free evening of mine with nothing to do and the run of the place to myself, I decide to take a bath. My shoulder/neck has been acting up again (send painkillers!) so i figure this will help my muscles to relax. I get the bathroom all set up, pour far too much bubble-solution into the water (which doesn't matter because it's cheap shit that stays bubbly for about 5 minutes), set up a few CD's I might want to listen to and attempt to enter the tub.
I say "attempt" because it took about 5 minutes of me dipping my feet in and out of the water before they could be submerged for good. Every time I tried, it felt like they were being boiled. I put my hand in to test it. No problem! My feet? No way! I rubbed my feet, attempting to get some blood to flow to the are so that I could get in sometime before the bubbles ran out. Finally worked.
So I'm in the tub. Soaking. Shoulder's feeling good. Soothing music playing. Happy times.
I'm bored.
So I scrub my feet and other dry rough patches.
Resume soaking.
Still bored.
Man, it's hot.
Really hot.
I can't get comfortable.
It's hot.
My neck hurts.
I'm bored.
So I got out.
And now my rough patches are still rough, my shoulder/neck still hurts and I reek of cheap vanilla bubblebath like I've been soaking in the heart-shaped hot tub at some cheesy trash romantic getaway hotel.
24 starts in 5.
Something to look forward to.
Sweet.
Monday, January 22, 2007
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