It's day... something of the festival and it's starting to hit me now properly. Due to having no days off the day means nothing. Weekends pass without notice. One of these years I'll tally up the tonnage I shift - today was in excess of 15 tons. I also nearly got flattened by a keg adding to the bruising over my body. Tendons are sore, although that probably isn't aided by climbing after work.
And now I'm going to bed.
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- Dash
- The ramblings of a vet(!) in the real world. As usual everything in this blog is my opinion alone and is not the view of any institution etc. I've changed the names, times and places of everything related to clinical work to preserve privacy.
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