A small update on me.

In the dead of the night, as I patrol the street. The foot clan attack! A katana slashes me in the middle of battle and now I have stitches from here to here. *Points to various points on her body*

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Or I could just have a few stitches... A couple.

Had a mole removed. It was becoming a hassle and needed to go. Won't bore you with where it was exactly and all that. Let's just say torso.

So until next friday I am in pain and can't move as well as I would like. Normally on check out I pack the bags to breaking point (customers fault for not bring enough bags (In South Australia we have a plastic bag ban so customers need to bring their own. Just for all the non-SA people know)), But now... I can't lift the bags. I'm so slow at packing and I can't do any extra jobs! Like trolley's, stock, bags, drinks, etc. (call me crazy but I like doing those jobs.) Because that involves being able to lift heavy items or push heavy items. I can't even fully stretch in the morning without worrying about busting them.

I know it's only a few stitches... but damn they are so inconveniently placed!!

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In other news there will be no sleep overs at my place for the next month as my parents are decorating my brother's room. So guess where he is staying? That's right. With me. Not a really bad thing. He'll mostly be on the computer (not my laptop). Just means I can't stay up late like I normally do. T_T