My Poor Hands

My poor, poor hands. It's almost as if I'd been working with them for the past week, using them to build...something. A garage? Yeah, that explains it! My hands are so dry (from being completely covered in concrete), so banged up (small, but painful, cuts and blisters), and so stiff (from just being used so damn much). They're real man hands now. They do ache, though.

And let me tell you: my job as "human skidloader" - shoveling and moving dirt - made the rest of my muscles (yeah, nearly all in my body) a bit sore today. Construction is hard work, especially if you are more than a little out of shape.

Oh well, I'm only getting stronger. Soon I'll be impossible to tell apart from a super-strong robot.