the meat

my right forearm has been hurting lately. i think it's carpel tunnel . for probably five hours out of every work day, my hand just sits on the mouse. there is no pad for support and now i'm paying for it. my personal massage therapist was kind enough to apply some pressure to it last night. it was dreamy. my adviser has recommended i file a disability claim. i'm taking it under consideration.

the oscars are tonight. surprisingly, i haven't see a single movie from the best picture category. most of them are in my blockbuster queue, but i've lost that spark to go watch these movies alone in a theater.

i would do anything for love, but i won't quit smack. the meatloaf song has been in and out of my head these past couple of weeks. i don't know what it means. i've been trying to figure out what "that" is. i can think of a few guesses. even my dreams haven't been able to escape the meat.

happy birthday to madison k. she'll be a whopping two on tuesday. level 3 is going great, despite the current stock price. the weather is getting nice. thoughts of camping are dancing in my head. no change with torn city. i'm kind of stuck in a rut there. watching sopranos season four on dvd. forgot how amazing that show is. and the cadbury cream eggs keep on coming.