snap! crackle! pop!
my back was really hurting, and pain started shooting down my legs, as well, so i called sarah and got a massage. it was excrutiating. man! but i feel better, if not back to normal, than i did.
i have been avoiding these new tattoo shows, i caught the "inked" one and remembered how much i cannot stand the "badass" attitude. i cannot stand it. it is so bullshit and phony.
otherwise, i have been in a huge funk in the past few days, i guess frustrated with my health. the things i normally do to calm myself down i can't do. after the massage i feel all pissy, in fact, i was in the drug store and a woman had opened a bag of cheesy puffs and was eating them and i wanted to beat her to death with a 2 liter of coke zero. i hate the sound of chewing, particularly crunchy things. i also hate the sound of stuff pouring. i am not sure what my problem is, but i realized then that i was not in a good mood. i imagine that all sorts of nasty toxins are floating around my system after that massage.
i got incredible responses on the yarn, which was really flattering, including all sorts of trade offers, which is so amazing. i think that my little friend from france will win bitty, but pam and lily both have some yarn headed their way shortly.
i will take my bad attitude and knit a bit now.
i'm not mad at you, just mad.