AAAAAH LUCY WAS *SO* *CUTE* last night! I was getting ready for bed, and I’m supposed to do these exercises for my back, so I was standing there in the dark next to the bed doing them, and suddenly two little cat feet reeaaaaaached up to my ribs, and she headbutted me and streeeeeetched! So I did what any normal, red-blooded, cat-liking person would do. I went right to bed and let her curl up on my ribs. :) And then I couldn’t keep her on my ribs ’cause of…
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Can you say ‘overdid it’? We went to pick up my new glasses and switch out my not-strong-enough contacts for the ones that actually work. Don’t know that I like the prescription on the new glasses, but they told me to try them out for a few days. *dubious look* Then we went to the comic shop, where there were no comics, so instead I blew most of my allowance on the Rogue bust I’ve been wanting, and Ted got some more HeroClix. He’s awfully addicted. :) Then we went…
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Mumble. I seem to be good for maybe ten, fifteen minutes of sitting up/working, and then I have to lie down again. This isn’t exactly what I’d call ideal. I mean, okay, it’s better than it /was/, but ngrhg! Oh, for heaven’s sake. *snort* We’ve got another site redesign coming up, and it was supposed to start two weeks ago, but I haven’t heard anything but vague noises about it. So I just asked about it; Tom said that this and that were being worked on, there’d be specs at…
daily pain report
Welcome to another edition of the Daily Pain Report. Today’s not so bad, actually. Sitting’s still making me pretty tired, but I left the chiro pain-free, at least temporarily. It’s another gorgeous day. I might try taking a little tiny walk later. But right now, I have to go get at least a little work done.
sigh.
Ok, that basically sucked. I went downstairs to get some actual work done for a few minutes — 45 minutes or so? Maybe not that long — and my back really thought poorly of sitting for that many minutes in a row. Sigh. Had an idea for a screenplay, last night. ‘course, I gotta finish MD first. And rewrite US. And possibly try to write a YA novel for that contest Sarah mentioned. But no pressure, y’know? No pressure….