I write this post with a speed I would normally say "Thooo" to. This unexpected, yet necessary action follows from R's brilliant theory on why my hands hurt so much at the end of every week.
Conversation in bus on way home:
Me: *Having complained ALL evening of heightened pain in the hand* The pain is throbbing in a very scary kinda way. I'm quite scared :-(
R: What did doc say?
Me: See *this* nerve leading from the forearm to elbow? Doc said I've angered it.
R: Angered as in can only be appeased by dancing around bonfire on a full moon night?
Me: Angered as in .. (oh forget it... not getting any real sympathy from this boy!)
R: Ok ok ... don't get all angry ... let me think ...*looks out of bus with intense pondering expression on face while I'm contemplating how life without blogging will look*
R: I know what it is!
Me: What what is?
R: The anger.
R: You know what your problem is?
Me: That you change topics effortlessly and confuse the crap outta me on a Friday night?
R: *Sighing at my inability to grasp profundity of his wisdom and the seemingly apparent logical linkage between his random sounding statements*
R: Your problem is - you type as fast as you think
*Lets me munch over this for a while*
Me: *not making any progress on the logical linkage as you can very well see. He must have seen it too*
R: The problem *implied "You poor naive ingorant Unpred" to be inserted here* is not that you type a LOT, its that you type too FAST.
Me: *implied "Oh wise master" to be inserted here* And how do you conclude that?
R: *Now wearing full on professor expression* See my hand *mimics typing motions with his hand* See how the movement of the thumb affects that nerve, so when your movement here is really fast *speed of mimicing motions assumes alarming speed* the nerve is seriously pissed. Hence it hurts. Net recommendation: Don't stop blogging. Just stop typing FAST. Its quite stupid. *For added effect so the advice sinks in*
Me: *All sorts of Graham Bell devices going ON inside my brain* OHHHH. YAY! Ok i'll try tomorrow then. This typing slow thing.
R: *Full givvvvuuuup happening* Can't you NOT blog for 2 days? Just stay away from the laptop OK? Or i'll take it home with me.
Me: Gasp! *Sulking and on cusp of whining* FINE. I promise. I won't blog over weekend. Promise. Just don't take it away from me ok? *Sad pleading expression on face*
R: Good. Very good. Go entertain your mom over the weekend and REST the hand!
Before you say anything, give me SOME credit, atleast i'm breaking my promise SLOWLY. :D