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hi hillsborough, haven't seen you in a few weeks.
aw cricket. she missed me. attached at the hip!
speaking of hip.
and knee.
and ankle.
and small bones of foot and hands.
and back.
and chest wall.
and connective tissues.
i'm in so much pain. of course it's gotta be cold AND raining.
NO FUCKING RESPITE FROM ACHE. and i don't think you could exactly call the fibro ache "dull"...
nothing new. just a new season of adjusting to everything being suddenly worse due to external factors, rather than things being comfortably predictable based on internal factors.
"comfortably."
that's definitely in a mental sense.
and unrelated...i woke up and have no voice. my throat isn't sore. i don't have a cold as far as i can tell. and its not that kind of wasted-tired-talking all day and its 4am-voice loss that i was having last week. its just gone. and if i get something out its garbled. how fucking weird.
but. happy thanksgiving guys.
i'm gonna go get me some baked ziti, cake, and early bday cards.
(mom gave me hers already. she got me a gift card and she shipped a lightweight adjustable height tripod easel that holds canvas up to 29" to my NY apartment. so i wouldn't have to carry it back on the train. she's so cute <3. the other third of my gift is also her gift...we're going to see the lion king uptown on dec 3rd, go to dinner, and share a bottle of wine.)
aw cricket. she missed me. attached at the hip!
speaking of hip.
and knee.
and ankle.
and small bones of foot and hands.
and back.
and chest wall.
and connective tissues.
i'm in so much pain. of course it's gotta be cold AND raining.
NO FUCKING RESPITE FROM ACHE. and i don't think you could exactly call the fibro ache "dull"...
nothing new. just a new season of adjusting to everything being suddenly worse due to external factors, rather than things being comfortably predictable based on internal factors.
"comfortably."
that's definitely in a mental sense.
and unrelated...i woke up and have no voice. my throat isn't sore. i don't have a cold as far as i can tell. and its not that kind of wasted-tired-talking all day and its 4am-voice loss that i was having last week. its just gone. and if i get something out its garbled. how fucking weird.
but. happy thanksgiving guys.
i'm gonna go get me some baked ziti, cake, and early bday cards.
(mom gave me hers already. she got me a gift card and she shipped a lightweight adjustable height tripod easel that holds canvas up to 29" to my NY apartment. so i wouldn't have to carry it back on the train. she's so cute <3. the other third of my gift is also her gift...we're going to see the lion king uptown on dec 3rd, go to dinner, and share a bottle of wine.)