If you can't turn it into literature then there's no point

Ow.
Back.
Hurts.
I'd blame the hopeless chairs I had to sit on for 2 hours except it had started to ache a bit before then.....
::sigh::

Here we have my evening in poetic form:

Creak, creak go the chairs
They are too small anyway
Ridiculous seats.

Some meetings are dull
Plus some people shouldn't speak
Yawning not allowed

The Body Haiku:
I am sick of aches
One part after another
Please just go away

Alternatively:
Ibuprofen, yay!
Plus a hot water bottle
Improves things slightly

My day tomorrow:
Tidy up again
Ring about insurance quote
Finish weekend plan