What a sucky way to wake up!
Oct. 5th, 2001 12:23 pmSo, I slept all night with a brace after all and I doubt it's helping much except for robbing me of my sleep. But it's worth a try, I guess. Problem is, the center of my pain is my elbow and it spreads out to my wrist and hand. Thus, immobilizing my wrist won't help much. But, I can try.
Then I get up to find my mom going rampant in the living rooml, piling up all my stuff and telling me to finally clean up. Since she blocked my seat I was left with no choice. So I did that, of course getting grumpier and grumpier. My mom kept ranting all the while how messy everything is and that she told us many times, yadda-yadda. Oh, and she said "No wonder your arm is hurting so!" Can anyone tell me how a messy living room is related to a hurting arm? Sheesh.
Got the stuff cleared up. Now my throat hurts because of the dust and I have to take my spray so I can breath again. This'll weaken me for the next hour, or so. Plus, I'm in a very, very fowl mood.
And my girlfriend didn't write me back although I composed a really long letter to her last night despite my arm killing me, just because she was sad that my last email had been so short. ARGH!
What a stupid, fucked up morning...
Then I get up to find my mom going rampant in the living rooml, piling up all my stuff and telling me to finally clean up. Since she blocked my seat I was left with no choice. So I did that, of course getting grumpier and grumpier. My mom kept ranting all the while how messy everything is and that she told us many times, yadda-yadda. Oh, and she said "No wonder your arm is hurting so!" Can anyone tell me how a messy living room is related to a hurting arm? Sheesh.
Got the stuff cleared up. Now my throat hurts because of the dust and I have to take my spray so I can breath again. This'll weaken me for the next hour, or so. Plus, I'm in a very, very fowl mood.
And my girlfriend didn't write me back although I composed a really long letter to her last night despite my arm killing me, just because she was sad that my last email had been so short. ARGH!
What a stupid, fucked up morning...