Kink

The other night I slept like a spaz and now have a lovely (I hate this work now due to my ASSociate) kink in my neck. Fighting in your dreams is dangerous. It's the first I've had in a while. I don't get them as often since I've cut out my two main sources of stress, Mouth and Broad. It's better today. I can actually turn my head a bit more without making faces like I'm taking a dump. I enjoy the challenge of blow drying my hair with said kink, but I'm not sure I like manually flipping my hair. Kinda takes the fun out of it. Thank God for chairs that swivel; much easier to look at coworkers.