I feel like a snail today. Not only in the sense that I'm moving rather slowly, but also in that I might as well not have a neck that you can differentiate from the rest of my body, since I can hardly move it anyway.
Still. Nothing's broken, just strained. And at least I don't have to carry my house around on my back.
In other news, I have re-appropriated another (working) TV, so it's back to wasting many hours of my valuable time in the evenings again. Hurrah!
Juzzzy

And, um, what of the sticky trail?