(Kr) Day 4 Of Back Injury Recovery. Status Report: Woke up. Had toaster waffle. Took Vicodin-induced nap. Woke up. Had two more waffles. Excitedly learned box is 8, not 6, waffles. Watched 5 and 1/2 episodes of Will & Grace. Thinking about next waffle. Monday ruled.
Suck it, Garfield.
(Ke) Craving waffles I don't have at 2 am has thrown me into a jealous rage I'm not proud of.
(Kr) My butter intake over the last 24 hours has got to be record shattering. I won't be seeing the outside world for a few days. I'll sleep off the newly acquired fat. Lego my ego, homie. Ya know?
(Ke) Seems like a solid use of recovery time. How much until you're up and back to civilian life?
(Kr) Few more days.
(Ke) So it's the spinal countdown, I guess.
(Kr) Oh, boy. Goodbye.
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