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Exercise is bad for me
Oct. 1st, 2004 12:48 amOwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. Ow ow ow. Ow.
Ow.
My little finger on my left hand is no longer little. It’s huge and purple and hurts LOTS. Ow ow ow. It’s really not easy to type one handed. Erk.
It’s well known I’ll do anything for chocolate. Anna tempted me with chocolate if I joined her in playing in a Korfball tournament this evening, and like a fool I said yes. I don’t need exercise. I hate sport. And in the second match the ball slammed straight into my poor little finger, and that was that. Much pain and agony. Apparently its a common injury, called “Korfball Finger”. This didn’t help. The chocolate helped a bit, but I wasn’t really in the mood by then. Ooops.
That was really silly of me, wasn’t it?
Can I say Ow again?
Ow.
My little finger on my left hand is no longer little. It’s huge and purple and hurts LOTS. Ow ow ow. It’s really not easy to type one handed. Erk.
It’s well known I’ll do anything for chocolate. Anna tempted me with chocolate if I joined her in playing in a Korfball tournament this evening, and like a fool I said yes. I don’t need exercise. I hate sport. And in the second match the ball slammed straight into my poor little finger, and that was that. Much pain and agony. Apparently its a common injury, called “Korfball Finger”. This didn’t help. The chocolate helped a bit, but I wasn’t really in the mood by then. Ooops.
That was really silly of me, wasn’t it?
Can I say Ow again?
