OK, so this maybe the shortest post yet however this does not constitute the weekly update.
Right, so it is currently 4:45am and I have woken up and rats have eaten their way through my lower spinal cord, entered my legs and now proceed to be having 90s style light switch raves in my limbs. They are franticly dancing, to a beat beyond the pace of hard house, techno or GABA. In fact they have invented a whole new genere of club music which is too fast to become mainstream. As they conga through my coronary carriers they are nibbling at the electronics that is my central nervous system sending my own legs into a mental frenzy of a non standard display of physical showmanship, almost like I am performing a mating ritual to the ceiling light. I am a puppet to their agenda, flipping and flopping at their mercy.
After entering the search terms "symptoms of certain death" and "what happens if a rat eats it's way into my body, could I catch herpes?" It turns out a have what appears to be Acute DOMS or Delayed Onset Muscle Soreness.
Well whoever came up with that acronym needs to be put into a tank with 1000 bubonic rats and smeared with peanut butter. Nothing kinky about that but they clearly do not know what they are talking about!
In retrospect yesterday's boot camp wasn't a mistake and has made me think 1) I can work harder and 2) I can achieve more.
I may write more on this experience later on today if the rats ever leave and I can crawl my way to my computer. Typing this on a phone really sucks. As does sitting in bed as straight as a board, unable to move with the evil rat King tormenting my insides.
Thanks for reading my latest take on night (think of it as a low budget spin off of Life)
Steve
P.S Arrraghhh! The rats have made their way North! So long groin :-(
Ohes noes! Rats in the electricals :-(
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