Just out of the shower this morning, I did something unbelievably unpleasant to my neck and left shoulder. Normal movement—reaching for my toothbrush or something—and sharp pain lit up the whole works there, severely and suddenly enough that I cried out. I’m getting it down my left arm once in a while. (Alarming symptom, but I’m not worried about it being anything cardiac; it was, and is, clearly tied to movement.)
I went to church, though the second half of the service or so was rather painful, and I’ve not done much but eat aspirin and lie on a heating pad all afternoon. Didn’t even feel like playing GTA IV, dammit.
Sitting at the computer quickly and reliably aggravates it (which must tell me something about the origin of the malfunction). Obviously making a living is going to have to trump blogging in my activity hierarchy, so I’ll need to maximize potential for the former at the expense of the latter.
Had some thoughts on technology and liberty tonight, but they’ll have to wait.
Hope to see you all tomorrow with something a bit more stimulating. Be safe and well.
Terrible thing that has happened in Burma. I assume the Red Cross will find a way into the country eventually, so we’ll make a donation.
So—in the name of all that is holy—Barack Obama, will you please finish this tedious, babbling, soulless bitch off, already?
Are you an online shopper? Ooh, I sure am. I love it. In fact, I’ve little doubt that the massive antipathy I’ve built toward Wal-Mart, malls, and bricks-and-mortars in general is exacerbated by the ease of shopping online.
Daddy already knows his “new” game or song. I think that with such moments, he’s realizing that Daddy really was a little boy once. It’s fun to watch him stop and think about it.








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