It's like Bridget Jones' Diary, but with a super-powered vigilante.

August 27, 2004

Pain and Insurance Settlements

I’m getting $5,200 for my car. That’s more than I thought I’d get.

The bruise on my lower back where I struck the warehouse support beam is throbbing. Lightning bolts of pain shoot up my spine. When I move my head to my right, my entire neck goes numb. Healing factor my ass.

I don't want to work today. I rocked my presentation yesterday, surely I can get some slack time without feeling guilty.

Todd down the hall is on the phone with his soon to be ex-wife again. You can hear him fifty feet away. That doesn't sound fun.

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