I’ve done something to my back. It’s been sore for weeks now, and this evening I reached down to retrieve my GRE study book from a chair, and something along my lower spinal cord twinged. It felt as I imagine electrocution would feel. And since then, about three hours now, I’ve been largely unable to walk. Bending over is impossible. It hurts so badly that I had to psych myself up for about five minutes before I got up off my bed to fetch my computer to write this post.
Sorry to complain, but I don’t know what else to talk about, I guess. The weather was lovely today. I learned, while working the Social Science Office job, that our psychology department actually has quite extensive research facilities, including an entirely soundproof room for sleep studies. I believe I’ve found the location for my next nap. I watched Thor while icing my back. Pretty good. Pretty darn good. I mean, I’m aware that I probably just like it because it’s based in Norse mythology, and because I took a class on Icelandic Sagas freshman year, and because I liked that class. I’ve been on a bit of a superhero kick lately, between Spiderman and The Avengers and Thor. And while I still stand by my previous post on the matter, it is interesting to watch the movies, and to develop (as many others, I am sure, have done) a formula of sorts for the genre.
Anyway, I’m going for the ibuprofen again.
Talk to you tomorrow,