Cripple Boy
Today started out simple enough. Woke up... did some niggly stuff... hung out with my laptop at the new Red Line cafe place, which coincidentally I've found is far less crowded than Bauhaus on a weekend and has *much* faster internet access.
Then, around 1 or so, I headed down to capoeira for a class.. which lasted for about an hour before I:
*completely threw out my lower back*
... with an overexuberant kick.
That's right, I can barely move now. Gah. Took me literally 5 minutes to get to bed tonight because I was carrying 2 pillows from the living room and I had to stop to rest on the way due to the load.
Grr...
However, Dianne, in an act of *extreme* coolness, came over, made me a really tasty spaghetti dinner, then watched monty python with me. I think she was just bored and wanted to make spaghetti (but didn't want to eat it all by herself), but damn if in my eyes she didn't have little wings and a golden hoola hoop over her head ("you know, for kids") when she brought me delicious pasta and fermented grape-squeezins.
In other random news, I now own a Birimbau... a steel-string bow type instrument, the use of which is nearly synonymous with capoeira. Sounds cool too.. just need to figure out how to play it well.
God my back hurts. Note to self for future reference, which friends offer you really strong kickass painkillers... *take them up on it*
The ibuprofins.. day do nah-thing
Ah well.
Then, around 1 or so, I headed down to capoeira for a class.. which lasted for about an hour before I:
*completely threw out my lower back*
... with an overexuberant kick.
That's right, I can barely move now. Gah. Took me literally 5 minutes to get to bed tonight because I was carrying 2 pillows from the living room and I had to stop to rest on the way due to the load.
Grr...
However, Dianne, in an act of *extreme* coolness, came over, made me a really tasty spaghetti dinner, then watched monty python with me. I think she was just bored and wanted to make spaghetti (but didn't want to eat it all by herself), but damn if in my eyes she didn't have little wings and a golden hoola hoop over her head ("you know, for kids") when she brought me delicious pasta and fermented grape-squeezins.
In other random news, I now own a Birimbau... a steel-string bow type instrument, the use of which is nearly synonymous with capoeira. Sounds cool too.. just need to figure out how to play it well.
God my back hurts. Note to self for future reference, which friends offer you really strong kickass painkillers... *take them up on it*
The ibuprofins.. day do nah-thing
Ah well.