Perpetual Pain, Take Two
I'm in serious pain here. Earlier, I would have described it as the worst pain ever, but now it's downgraded to something that's dealable. I'm regaining control of regular and steady breathing, but I'm still open to harsh explosions of pain when I move a certain way. I was playing matt and keith today in raquetball. We are matched pretty well, and we played 2.5 hours of hardcore raquetball. I hurt myself by sliding backwards on my butt and landing my right kidney into the wall with a lot of momentum. Also, my right knee is bleeding and the bone is bruised, but that is nothing compared to this kidney area problem. I don't even know if it's my kidney, but something I didn't know existed there is now making it very clear it doesn't like being fucked with. Anyways, it was a lot of fun, and nobody got mad, unless you count the part where a racquet got thrown and dented. But today was overall quite fun. My 7pm economics class was cancelled today, and tomorrow my english class is cancelled!
This morning wasn't a success though. When my alarm went off at 830, I threw down my covers and turned it off, then, seeing my covers were all on the floor, put them back on my bed. Climbing into bed with them seemed like the appropriate response at the time. Then at 9 I woke up and said, "oh shit! I got class in 20 minutes," so I moved next to the window, with the theory that the bright outdoors would wake me up. But soon I was back asleep, and didn't wake up again until 920, when somebody returned from a class and slammed a door. But I ran to class and I was only 17 minutes late. Granted, I couldn't concentrate for another 10 minutes because my heart rate was high and it was cold.
I've found myself running almost everywhere I go now. I ran to economics today and I was 6 minutes early. I run to Ade, I run to the gym; it just gets me there faster and I don't have to suffer the cold blizzardy wind as long. Somehow, running just seems like the appropriate response. Perhaps, subconciously, the weather has instigated a fight or flight reaction within me, and since I don't know how to fight it, I flee from it. Weather is scary, so don't act like I'm a wuss.
I played some poker with keith and ben today, and that was fun. I tried to set up an XLive account, and even after I correctly guessed the blurred code on the 7th guess, I was eventually asked for the credit card number I've never had, so I had to bail. By the way, this is titled "take two," because the first time I wrote something along these lines and clicked publish, there was an error and I lost all the type. Where does this text go anyways? It's saved on the internet, not my computer, and there are millions of blogs out there, so is there some database somewhere reserved solely to save blog texts? I highly doubt it. Something in me tells me it's one of those magical secrets google devised. Oh, and the matt living across from keith ordered a $6 projector from ebay, and when it arrived, it was just a magnifying piece of plastic. That was moderately funny, and he then proceeded to write a thank you letter to the seller for supplying such a fine product. But that's all I'm going to tell you. Several other life-changing events happened today, but I don't feel like telling you about it due to their top-secretive secretness. Maybe if you send me something delectable, I will tell you.
This morning wasn't a success though. When my alarm went off at 830, I threw down my covers and turned it off, then, seeing my covers were all on the floor, put them back on my bed. Climbing into bed with them seemed like the appropriate response at the time. Then at 9 I woke up and said, "oh shit! I got class in 20 minutes," so I moved next to the window, with the theory that the bright outdoors would wake me up. But soon I was back asleep, and didn't wake up again until 920, when somebody returned from a class and slammed a door. But I ran to class and I was only 17 minutes late. Granted, I couldn't concentrate for another 10 minutes because my heart rate was high and it was cold.
I've found myself running almost everywhere I go now. I ran to economics today and I was 6 minutes early. I run to Ade, I run to the gym; it just gets me there faster and I don't have to suffer the cold blizzardy wind as long. Somehow, running just seems like the appropriate response. Perhaps, subconciously, the weather has instigated a fight or flight reaction within me, and since I don't know how to fight it, I flee from it. Weather is scary, so don't act like I'm a wuss.
I played some poker with keith and ben today, and that was fun. I tried to set up an XLive account, and even after I correctly guessed the blurred code on the 7th guess, I was eventually asked for the credit card number I've never had, so I had to bail. By the way, this is titled "take two," because the first time I wrote something along these lines and clicked publish, there was an error and I lost all the type. Where does this text go anyways? It's saved on the internet, not my computer, and there are millions of blogs out there, so is there some database somewhere reserved solely to save blog texts? I highly doubt it. Something in me tells me it's one of those magical secrets google devised. Oh, and the matt living across from keith ordered a $6 projector from ebay, and when it arrived, it was just a magnifying piece of plastic. That was moderately funny, and he then proceeded to write a thank you letter to the seller for supplying such a fine product. But that's all I'm going to tell you. Several other life-changing events happened today, but I don't feel like telling you about it due to their top-secretive secretness. Maybe if you send me something delectable, I will tell you.
posted by Casey at 12:30 PM
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