Jan 02, 2006 20:25
Dr. James fixed my back! (You know it's bad when your bodyworker gets you on the bed and says 'my goodness' before he even really starts to work.) Moreover, while I'm forbidden to do DDR or aerobics of any sort for the next week, I have been instructed to walk as much as possible! YES!!!! I am a mobile blonde! A blonde of mobility!
TREMOR, WORLD, FOR I AM ONCE MORE LOOSED UPON THEE!!!!!
Tomorrow, I go back to work. I shall rise with the sun, pack my things, and head for scenic San Francisco, where I will attempt to start digging my desk out from under an ungodly amount of backlog, drag the lovely Kate out for our Tuesday luncheon (assuming it's not pouring down rain, which it won't be, because I, the Rain King, so command), do more digging, and then walk home the long way, thus stretching all my unstretched muscles into wonderful new shapes. And I shall cap the day with a new episode of Supernatural. All hail Tuesday!
I'm actually packing up my things for tomorrow bit by bit as I type this, because it's very easy, after a break this long, to forget something. I fully expect to forget my head, despite the part where it's technically bolted on. On the plus side, I'll be able to pick up and deposit my paycheck, and hence pay my mortgage, which the bank likes. The bank likes that a lot. Also, going to the bank will get me money for things like 'lunch' and 'ice cream after lunch', a single McDonalds ice cream cone a day being a vital part of my diet.
And now, we will rinse.
self,
good things,
work