Rum, Sodomy, and the Lash: Pick Two (aghrivaine) wrote,
Rum, Sodomy, and the Lash: Pick Two

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New Year's Resolution Failure

I have failed.
Yesterday, after my untimely death at the gym, I forgot to put my shoes away. This morning, to my horror, I found them under the coffee table. My horror was mitigated somewhat by being dead.

I always expected either like, bright lights and some sort of reckoning, or maybe just nothingness and the void when I died. Instead, it's a lot like being alive, only with the entire upper half of my body in massive pain. And, like a velociraptor, I can't lift my hands over my shoulders. So that's what being dead is like.

Sorry about the shoes.

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