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I effed up my right hand, the one I write with, while letting the cat in the house.

Last night it was my right knee. I slept with my brace on and wore it under my jeans all day. The right side of my body hates me is plotting its demise.

Naturally, I am furious.

10:40 pm, by jerriann
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