Friday, September 19, 2003

Back Out

Dang. Installed back here in Bucks County, I slept like a rock last night. But today, giving a yawn and a stretch while perusing the wnat ads to verify the presence of welding jobs, I threw my back into spasms. Feels a little better now. Good thing. Got a date tonight. A guy I've been talking to for a while on World Leathermen. He's local, 24 years old, but a self-proclaimed pain pig with considerable experience given his relative youth. And he plays softball. Hope I won't be groaning and wincing through dinner.


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