holy gophers in golfcarts.
so, a couple weeks ago or whatever, after running my fat self on the treadmill at the hospital gym, my back started to hurt. i feel as if i have a decent amount of tolerance for pain, so i just took some tylenol and bitched about it a little and figured it would get better. well, last week after work aaron and i were running some errands and i thought i was going to fucking die standing up in line at the post office. i went to the doctor, she said probably pulled muscle squashing a nerve, and gave me some codeine and muscle relaxers. i took it easy for a couple days, took my drugs, and started to feel a bit better. today, however, the tolerable discomfort gradually turned into debilitating, crippling (redundant? yeah, ok) pain - complete with crying and nausea and gimpy hobbling and leaving work early. i also secured 8 hours of pto pay to take tomorrow off. so i came home and doubled up on codeine and skelaxin and busted out the heating pad. hot damn. and now this is going to totally derail any attempts and losing weight, for sure - i can't even stand up straight, so forget about yoga or running or anything. naturally. it makes me want to give up and go get the most massive bucket-sized chocolate milkshake money can buy. if only i could drive.
so, anyways, thanks to super shitty weather and back injury, i didn't have to go out the other night to look at art. i feel like a bastard for being relieved or happy about that, or whatever, but there it is.
taxes - i was mad that for the second year, i have to pay on federal taxes. but then i realized that, really, a refund is just sort of like you loaning the government money and them giving it back without interest. and honestly, i guess i'd rather have that money on a day to day basis for things like paying bills or just little things like going out for a burrito or whatever it is that makes me happy. although a big chunk of money, regardless of whose pocket it came from, would be sort of fun.. but i'd probably just spend it on dumb useless shit. and, anyways, this year i only owe $7.. so i almost broke even, and that's pretty cool.
well, that's all i've got. seeya.
so, anyways, thanks to super shitty weather and back injury, i didn't have to go out the other night to look at art. i feel like a bastard for being relieved or happy about that, or whatever, but there it is.
taxes - i was mad that for the second year, i have to pay on federal taxes. but then i realized that, really, a refund is just sort of like you loaning the government money and them giving it back without interest. and honestly, i guess i'd rather have that money on a day to day basis for things like paying bills or just little things like going out for a burrito or whatever it is that makes me happy. although a big chunk of money, regardless of whose pocket it came from, would be sort of fun.. but i'd probably just spend it on dumb useless shit. and, anyways, this year i only owe $7.. so i almost broke even, and that's pretty cool.
well, that's all i've got. seeya.