Ok, so I admit it.

I'm a weakling.

But IN MY DEFENSE, I just suffered through an excruciatingly painful 90-minute lecture in a horribly hard chair. I could hardly move my head to look at the professor and my arm was stiff to a point where I gave up trying to write any notes. How fruitful. A few minutes into the torture, I slid down in my seat, closed my eyes, and prayed for the class to end.

As soon as I got out of there, I practically ran to the University Health Services. I picked up some 75 cent external analgesic balm and a large box of double strength Tylenol.

Now I smell like wintermint and I'm jacked up on aspirins. :)