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Boo hoo y'all! (a personal note)
Posted by DC Export
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4:34 AM
Tonight was one of the more glorious evenings of my existance. Why? Well, after five and a half long, painful, stiff months; I finally got my lower back to crack and relieve a great deal of pressure.
Now this might sadden you, as I'm being serious, but since I threw out my back last November I have since lived a life of restraint. Finally the pain is not a constant 6! It's a 1-2! Oh I pray this lasts. Tomorrow I'm going for a run. A real run! A run where I dong have to medicate before/after, have ben gay on before and ice packs ready after, and actually (hopefully) enjoy the activity without worrying if I'll need the cane for two weeks after! Fingers crossed.
In other news, I downloaded the Trivial Pursuit app on my iPhone...and started playing it at 1am...it's now 4:20am. FML. That game in pursuit mode is lethally addictive.
In other matters of this evening, Mash/RobBob/I finished my closet system. As I stood there admiring my new, finished closet, I understood how Carrie Bradshaw felt when Big gave her a closet. Elated, a little horny, and willing to stay with a man who would humiliate me on our wedding day...ok so Mash is the perfect husband and wouldn't do that, but shit I can see the persuasion factor appeal of a custom closet. (Editors note: when I wrote Big, my iPhone auto-corrected to Nig. I'm writing to Steve Jobs on this one.)
Sorry I had yet to update this week, the only semi-interesting tid bits going around were: Pensacola (finally) starts their recycling program on my side of East Hill next month, my puppy is a menace to my life and I'm convinced she wants me dead so she has Mash all to herself, and someone scared the shit out of Britney Spears at her Connecticut concert during her encore.
*sigh* slow week. Til' next time...
-- Post From My iPhone
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Now this might sadden you, as I'm being serious, but since I threw out my back last November I have since lived a life of restraint. Finally the pain is not a constant 6! It's a 1-2! Oh I pray this lasts. Tomorrow I'm going for a run. A real run! A run where I dong have to medicate before/after, have ben gay on before and ice packs ready after, and actually (hopefully) enjoy the activity without worrying if I'll need the cane for two weeks after! Fingers crossed.
In other news, I downloaded the Trivial Pursuit app on my iPhone...and started playing it at 1am...it's now 4:20am. FML. That game in pursuit mode is lethally addictive.
In other matters of this evening, Mash/RobBob/I finished my closet system. As I stood there admiring my new, finished closet, I understood how Carrie Bradshaw felt when Big gave her a closet. Elated, a little horny, and willing to stay with a man who would humiliate me on our wedding day...ok so Mash is the perfect husband and wouldn't do that, but shit I can see the persuasion factor appeal of a custom closet. (Editors note: when I wrote Big, my iPhone auto-corrected to Nig. I'm writing to Steve Jobs on this one.)
Sorry I had yet to update this week, the only semi-interesting tid bits going around were: Pensacola (finally) starts their recycling program on my side of East Hill next month, my puppy is a menace to my life and I'm convinced she wants me dead so she has Mash all to herself, and someone scared the shit out of Britney Spears at her Connecticut concert during her encore.
*sigh* slow week. Til' next time...
-- Post From My iPhone
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