Just as my mind seems to be getting back in order, my body fucks up. After an enjoyable evening at the KSR on Saturday, I woke Sunday morning with sore shoulders, which proceeded to lock up and provide complete agony all day Sunday. And they're still at it today. This sort of pain also means I can't think clearly and essentially become catatonic.
I'm really starting to wonder wtf I did wrong.
Karen is, as ever, performing above and beyond the call of duty.