I'm about to go and watch Toy Story 3 (in 3D, no less) and am in pain. Real pain. Bad pain. "Haven't taken any painkillers for nearly two days" pain...And I can't really go to a chemist until tomorrow. I could probably get someone to take me now (sometimes I really hate not driving), but I think I'd be running the risk of being questioned about it and right now I don't have a steady enough mind to cook up a decent excuse. Fuck.

My nose has been steadily running for the last day or so and I'm blaming it on the cold that my mother has, but I know that it's as a result of my (involuntary!) withdrawal from my painkillers. My back is totally kicking my arse - totally and completely - right now, which is kind of funny (ha ha) because back pain is what I started really taking the meds for in the first place while I was still working...And I haven't felt that pain pretty much since I started taking them.

Bliss.

Tonight is going to be incredibly uncomfortable and the first half of tomorrow is going to be worse since I won't be able to get to a chemist until the afternoon. 

I suppose it serves me right. I'm usually so careful about this and try never to be caught out *cough* addict *cough*.

Anyway, those are the thoughts of the moment. I was trying to talk about something semi interesting, but today is not my day, I'm afraid. All will be well.

fuck