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Jan 31, 2007 18:45

Just got home from a couple of days in Daylesford with mum...was okay. She drives me mental after more than a couple of hours, then I feel guilty 'cuz I know that she feels me pulling away, but I just can't help it. We went and saw the lovely Bron at her massage center, and as we were waiting she gave us this book to look through, about the signifigance (sp?) of birthdays. So mum looked up mine, and I think it was pretty accurate. She kept reading bits out loud, like 'accident prone', 'forgetful' and individualistic', then when she went to the bathroom I had a closer look and found that it also stated, quite clearly, that people born on the 27th are emotional retards and don't connect with anybody. Somehow she'd neglected that part when she'd been reading.

Oh, and I've decided that I don't really like massages at all. It's fine when they do the lower back and the legs and stuff, there's all flesh and muscle there, I can take it. But when they do my neck and shoulders - which they always do - no thank you. IT'S ALL SKIN AND BONE THERE, NO YOU CAN'T DIG YOUR FINGERS IN!!! Yes my shoulder DOES make strange clicky sounds (and sensations) when you press like that - STOP DOING IT!! And did I neglect to mention that the vertebrae in my neck have on occasion popped out of place all by themselves before? Or that my ribs are likely to dislocate themselves at will? Seriously, go easy - I'll break!!

Other than that, the service was lovely. I'm just a great big whiny girl.

And this whiny girl has to go to rehearsal.

And this whiny girl hasn't learnt her lines. Lucky I'm Lu's favourite!

Oh, and bugger about tonight being cancelled Dave - I'll be in the city tomorrow so I'll give you a call and see if you're feeling better.
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