Ouch Ouch Ouch

I really don't have much to say except that:

1. I miss you. You need to come to Kansas City. Yes, you.
2. My back hurts really really bad. Like, come run a truck over it so maybe it will crack it into place or something so that I can stand up like a normal person again and ride in the car for more than 20 minutes without feeling like I'm going to double over in pain (except that I can't double over becuase that would hurt too much).
3. I really don't have much to do. And I think I'm pouting to myself, which is a sad state to be in. I really needed something productive to do today. Really needed something...