I drove a forklift in freezing rain and wind from 8am to 11am this morning. I was wearing a cotton hoodie and a t-shirt/jeans/and worn out shoes that fill up with water. Then I drove for an hour in a flatbed truck rated to carry 26,000lbs - but I overloaded it by at least 8,000lbs. Then I had beef jerky for lunch. Then I went and loaded that approximately 34,000lbs of tile into different crates, customer's vehicles, and containers from about 2pm to 5pm. By hand. Then I drove home in my Dodge Stratus, in the same rain, listening to sports talk radio, speeding, and smoking cigarettes. Oh, and I have been sick all week. I haven't punched anyone, killed any beasts with my bare hands, played football, or had sex with hundreds of women today - but I plan on going out later, so maybe I'll have an update.