According to my acupuncturist, my neck is "angry". So is my shoulder. 

I blame Trump.*

* I blame Trump for everything that's gone wrong of late. I attribute it to the elevated levels of stress he and his buddies are causing me.

HAPPY GALENTINE'S DAY! 

Legit fell asleep in the gravity float tank this afternoon. Just as well there's a bucketload of epsom salts in there to keep me from drowning.

Saturday got me like...

Another late night at work... sigh. At least it's Friday and I can have a bit of a sleep-in tomorrow.

Trying out a new local bar with my neighbour. Making friends with the bored bartender means standard pours are forgotten. WIN.

Work, work, work, work and more work.

What an exciting life I do lead.