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Mar. 2nd, 2005 06:18 pmHoly crap am I ever tired. And I'm pretty sure there is going to be a Going Out in my immediate future. For Big Chaos has come to Little Toronto. Or something.
Haven't been updating much. I've been working, studying and going to the chiropractor a billion times a week. I finally blew my back out at work. I've been suspecting it was coming for a while, I've been getting achey and sore after every shift for the past few months and I tried to head it off by doing strengthening exercises - but no such luck. Bent over wrong, lifted something heavy and >pop<.
Bugger.
So now I can't bend or move normally. I actually fell off a chair yesterday, leaning too far for the centre of gravity to support me. I couldn't use my back muscles to catch my fall, so I ended up sitting on the floor with the back of the chair perched on my head. How embarrassing.
And since I go to the chiro practically every day now, that sucks up the time I would use for the gym, even if I could. Double bugger - there goes my one reliable mood stabilizer. Whoever said "You can't run away from your problems" wasn't taking the idea nearly literally enough. Give me a couple of kilometres with The Misfits blaring through the earphones and I can add at least a 3d20 to my roll for cope.
This too shall pass. In the meantime, I expect that sufficiently distracting amounts fun will be had tonight. I can only hope that the evening's adventures include a place to sit down.
Haven't been updating much. I've been working, studying and going to the chiropractor a billion times a week. I finally blew my back out at work. I've been suspecting it was coming for a while, I've been getting achey and sore after every shift for the past few months and I tried to head it off by doing strengthening exercises - but no such luck. Bent over wrong, lifted something heavy and >pop<.
Bugger.
So now I can't bend or move normally. I actually fell off a chair yesterday, leaning too far for the centre of gravity to support me. I couldn't use my back muscles to catch my fall, so I ended up sitting on the floor with the back of the chair perched on my head. How embarrassing.
And since I go to the chiro practically every day now, that sucks up the time I would use for the gym, even if I could. Double bugger - there goes my one reliable mood stabilizer. Whoever said "You can't run away from your problems" wasn't taking the idea nearly literally enough. Give me a couple of kilometres with The Misfits blaring through the earphones and I can add at least a 3d20 to my roll for cope.
This too shall pass. In the meantime, I expect that sufficiently distracting amounts fun will be had tonight. I can only hope that the evening's adventures include a place to sit down.