I just got back from my third Chiropractor visit and I am for sure going to go in again on Monday after I work as I’m thinking I’ll be working Monday. Yesterday’s test trek had positives and negatives in relation to the healing of the back.

I’ll regress a bit:

Most of you are familiar with my constant comments I make about my headaches, I have yet to do a post actually explaining them, but they are partially related to my neck and back. The majority of the time I suffer chronic head pain and it leaves my back and neck alone but due to three crashes, one at three years old, one at around twelve and another at twenty my back isn’t right. It isn’t right at all. I also do not handle stress well and tend to hold the extra that isn’t making my head pound in my upper back and neck. It often feels like I am being stabbed with multiple knives all throughout my shoulder area. This pain has all been on the left side lower to middle back and left side of my head.

Yesterday I was slightly disappointed that I was able to still feel pain when I went on my mini shopping trip because I had been told to do NOTHING and so I have done nothing to the point where we are washing dishes to use them, Gus could make a nest with my fallen hair, her hair and dust and we’d not see her till spring and I don’t even want to THINK about the bathroom or the laundry situation. Once I got home and stopped moving it settled down but that doesn’t sit well with me because I really need to get this place cleaned before we leave on a jet plane, not to mention get through shifts at work without customers asking me if I am ok.

I’m glad I didn’t make it worse yesterday and I made the right decision not going to Adam’s Christmas party. I am pretty old school that way, If I am off work I don’t feel it is right to be gallivanting off to some party, [testing my back on a two hour trek up Robson in the pouring rain is rather far from heals and free food and drinks on a boat till 10:30pm] I had the camera on me because I thought he wasn’t going out till 8pm-ish and when I phoned him from Payless around 5:30pm to ask: Napoleon Dynamite style moon boots or rip off Uggs when I already knew what he’d say, he was on his way out the door. He looked super dapper when he got home, he’d worn a suit. He has this really sexy brown pinstripe one from Club Monaco, I’d have taken his photo when he got in but I was tired silly. The man has style though, and he approves of the top I bought for the Saturday Christmas party. It is 100% husband approved!

Sometimes I am a crap housewife and I don’t clean for a few days in a row and the kitchen gets messy which sucks because I don’t do the cooking so then we end up eating out because I have guilt and don’t want Adam in there if I’ve been neglecting my job. This is the only job I’ve ever had that I don’t have to worry about getting fired from and sometimes I think I may take it for granted a little BUT I make up for it in other ways I promise I do. I did take a good number of beer bottles out to the alley for the homeless yesterday that were taking up too much counter space and there was already a dude out there about to leave so I said “HEY do you want these?” He did. I used to always take all my stuff to the Salvation Army. Not empties but old shit I didn’t use, old clothes, basically the regular crap you give. I hate it when I get rid of stuff and then want it back, I do that a lot. But now I give everything to the alley. It isn’t to be lazy either. Why have someone selling it when there are people in my alley who need it NOW and I don’t need it.

I did something HUGE. It actually cut into my dishes/cleaning time because I had to drop it off. I lent a hard cover book without the cover to a friend that I JUST got in the mail and I have not read. It is a girly book, Shopaholic and Baby, a great fluff summer beach book. I opened it, the fresh new sound a hard cover makes when you open it creeped out from the bind and the smell of untouched pages filled my nostrils. Heaven. This is a big step in trust for me. I do not like lending books. Really I don’ t like lending anything. I have to like you more than a little. It made sense for me though because it arrived when I had JUST started Fall on Your Knees by Ann-Marie MacDonald and it is almost 600 pages long.

Also, while I’m just spewing out random shit which I guess is what I normally do here ?? Hmmm. I wanted to let you know that we finally watched Snakes on a Plane. Some of you know that snakes are the animal that scares me the very mostest of all things that scare me on earth. But yet crocodiles and alligators are my favorite animal. I don’t try to make sense of it either. Snakes on a Plane ruled. It had insanely bad dialogue, bad acting, a ridiculous plot, one snake that was so big there was NO WAY they could have even gotten it on the plane and as IF it fit in that bin that the rest of the snakes came from. I screamed out loud a couple of times. SPOILER: There is one part where a snake bites this chicks tit, right on her nipple, only thing that could have made it better is if her implant exploded.

I gotta go do dishes because eating MacDonald’s makes you fat.

Eight days till I’m 30.

Every time I would go to the drug store they were sold out of �Tide to Go� instant stain remover pens and I was mad because they had them at the dollar stores around my area but they were MORE there and never sold out. Bastards. Yesterday or I don�t know a day this week I finally got my �Tide to Go� instant stain remover pen it is in my purse with my Purell Hand Sanitizer that I know is bad for me �cause it kills the good germs too blah blah fucking blah but some where down the line I became a proud soccer mom to no children. Not only was the �Tide to Go� instant stain remover pen there it was on SALE. I almost fell to my knees and praised Jesus right there.

I�m going to have issues with the Purell which I actually call DURELL and now the �Tide to Go� instant stain remover pen [seriously WHO NEEDS Kelly Ripa they have ME now] having to be PACKED and not in my purse but whatever they can deal with my mental break down over not being able to touch my chair or if one of the flight attendants touches me thinking I�ll catch SARS or at least coodies, that is their problem now. I�m an ex travel agent I can take it, I can do it. I think I may stop admitting that soon though I don�t travel well.

FUCK Ellen and The View for premiering next week while I�m gone YES our room has TWO tv�s but as raymi would put it I�m sure we�ll be too busy hugging. The View I can handle missing I miss it when I work which I do now incase anyone was wondering I�m a Production Assistant on ��. a show I have worked on a couple now actually, it is cool, really long hours though and when I�m working I�m WORKING there is no computers anywhere near me. Which is also why I may have dropped off your stats or comments a little, sorry that is like so the having to help earn a livings fault. ELLEN on the other hand the VCR was set to tape for me. Up till ELLEN I had never in my life taped any show on a daily basis ever and honestly thought it was totally for freaks and thought I would never be �one of those people� but I am now so whatever I fucking tape Ellen only problem the stupid remote melted or some shit and the VCR won�t SET anymore so I�m going to have to put a post it note on the tv to remind me on days I�m working. Now that is love, we already know I�m crazy.

why does it seem like everything except video games come out on their specified release date? they just NEVER do (here). i hate waiting for things. it does not work for me at all. i do not possess patience. being virtuous is for suckers.
if it is announced a game is coming out on the 20th of September i fucking want it on the 20th of September. not today, not tomorrow: on the 20th. dare i repeat myself again.
yesterday no tiger 2006
today no tiger 2006
if i don’t have it tomorrow heads are going to roll.
we played a send off game to 2005 last night, (because did i mention it didn’t come in on its release date?) OF COURSE playing St. Andrews as it is our mutual favourite. but now no tiger today either!

must give a kick ass shout out here to Lyvvie who rocks so hard we can hardly contain ourselves. she picked us up some balls and tees from the REAL St. Andrews. ABC and i see a sock monkey in your future.

now i am just sitting here waiting, twiddling my thumbs, one of them hurts like a bitch if i may add. in my left handed clumsiness i some how pulled the shit out of it cleaning the oven - it is also my ‘playstation’ thumb. so MAYBE just maybe fate is the cause of having to WAIT for the game so that my thumb gets better. didn’t help that i had my brand spankin’ new pilates class last night and had to balance on my hands some. when i lost the round to adam last night i said: blame the oven, blame the pilates, my thumb is fucked man.

if an orchestra of wee violins could start playing me a tune right NOW that would be fantastic.

today i cleaned the oven. i wore this mask because i didn’t want my insides to blow up from the poison in the cleaner. i also haven’t cleaned the oven in a rather longish time and decided to go on a cleaning rampage. little did i know going in that i’d hit my elbow so many times.

i couldn’t wear my glasses, so my sight was limited - the mask kept squishing them and pushing them off my face. i didn’t even get to clean the floor. i vow never to let the oven get that messy again. i did also get the toaster oven cleaned. it was becoming a definite fire starter and i figured cleaning it before it caught on fire was better than after.