Dear Diary . . . day by day

Thursday, March 15th, 2001 - The Ides of March

Briefly, because this hurts to type:
Last weekend I spent entirely in pain. I pulled a neck muscle Friday night and an expensive massage did little to relieve my pain. Monday the chiropractor snapped stuff back (disturbing to hear your neck crack and you chiropractor huff, "boy, that was really stuck!" My neck is not a jar lid). There is still pain, however, and I am unable to do 8 hours a day of data entry at my job, which is going to cause financial ruin if I'm not careful. I am so frustrated with the constant pain, I don't know what to do. I have to work. I have to eat. I have to pick things up (even lifting a glass of water hurts). Everything is a mess because I avoid reaching and putting and stuff like that.
Add to this the fact that my old friend from high school is in town (which is cool, but added social obligations) and then MA decided at the last minute to spend most of her spring break at David's, which is ok, except that I do tend to rely on him for help with things (not to mention emotional support), and now he's got added social obligations too.
We're all so damn busy and all I want to do is hang out on David's futon and watch Big Cat Diary with him. At David's I can wear sweats and a t-shirt and not worry about if my hair needs washing.
Sorry. It's just a bad week for me. I'm a little bit, oh, premenstrual right now. I wish I had a happy drug, just for this week.

Exercise log:
Limited runs on the precor machine and stretching and situps. Lifting weights hurts my arm right now.
Writing log:
Need to get me some voice recognition software.
I'm currently reading:
The Start of the End of it All by Carol Emshwiller

Reading off and on:
Unlocking the Air and other stories by Ursula K. LeGuin
Starlight 2 anthology edited by Patrick Nielsen Hayden

My new PO Box is:
Heather Shaw
P.O. Box 13222
Berkeley, CA 94712-4222

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