My elbow, really. First I tried to hide it by wearing my long-sleeved fleece, but that was too hot and stuffy so then I decided to not worry about it because no one's said anything. Hell not even Petition Guy.
But it really looks awful and I wonder if it's affecting my tips, when I'm out playing.
Right now I'm allowing myself 5 cans of IPA a day/evening but that might even be too much. I might want to go with four, or even eventually two. Guinness is the healthy stuff, but it's not always easy to get as I found last night, having a Foster's instead.
I ended up sleeping late, until 4, with weird dreams that even at one point involved Miles Davis, not playing his trumpet, sadly.
I was glad I'd picked out the things that have to go out today, last night, because then I had time to pack the things, put the smaller ones in the plastic tub with lid I use, and put the big box in a trash bag. But I didn't really get wet, and only a few sprinkles on the way back.
I got a few things in 99 Ranch, and bypassed H Mart because I'd not eaten anything and just got back here for coffee etc.
I have two problems right now: My Elbow Of Many Colors which a long-sleeved T-shirt will fix, and I can't believe it, there's a bunch of over-spray that I want to clean up and that calls for some more Goof-Off. Lowe's sells that and Ross will have the shirt.
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