oh god jesus. what on earth have i gotten myself into. you'd think that being semi-unemployed, ok....unemployed, i would be living the easy life. nope. it's like, the powers that be have decided that i will pay for this free time. it's not like in the movies where you wake-n-bake, stare at the dog for a while, eat cereal straight out of the box, lay on the couch all day, etc. i've been insanely busy not only in school, but even now that school is out. and i keep thinking "it's ok, you'll have time in the summer to relax." hells no. i have summer school all damn summer. this is basically the only break i get for the next year.

now i do have to tell you that i am off for 6 weeks over winter break. that's the beauty of the quarter system. a slightly shorter summer in exchange for a looooonnnngggg winter break. it really works out nicely. i've been busy, but i'm almost done with my christmas shopping (and wrapping for that matter).

wanna see our sad little tree?

i know i know. i still have to get another pot to transplant it to. i can't put the lights up until i do that. but only december third. i'm on top of this shit. jon said i become very domestic when i'm home all the time. what can i say, i like being comfortable in my living space.

things have been insane lately. i've been battling this lower back pain for about 4 or 5 weeks now. a couple of weeks ago i was at the gym and i told myself that i needed a massage because it was really achey. i attributed the pain to sitting at my desk writing endless papers for school not to mention the emailing to people in my class for group projects. let's just say these people need constant emailing. then on top of it, our whole apartment is basically on a slant, but the office is really bad. the chair i sit in is constantly rolling away from the desk. slanty office + poor posture + history of low back problems = me laid up on the couch for an entire sunday with bulging disc and lack of health insurance. i've been paying out of pocket to see a chiropractor so i can do things like...oh....i don't know...sit down to pee without searing pain. my dad told me that i need to go to the doctor so i can get some painkillers. yeah? who's going to finance that little project. as i stated before "i am student...me havey no monies". i told him if he wanted to pay for it i would be more than happy to see a doctor. that pretty much ended the conversation.

so regardless, 4 chiro visits later i am able to sleep comfortably and do normal things like get up off the couch and get my shoes on and off. i seriously had the panic attack where i'm like "oh shit, i'm a poor student with no health insurance and now i need back surgery". it's karma telling me to stop harping on my friends for having shitty HMO insurance plans. but now i'm better and i'm going to the gym working on my "core stability" and "strengthining my stabilizer muscles" to minimize the effects of my "history with lower back instability". and thus begins my ongoing obsession with going to the gym to make sure i'm not fucked for life. i think that parents should be obligated to pay for gene therapy if they give you shitty genes.