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Aaand... xkcd takes a serious turn today. Make sure you look at the mouseover.
I have a lot of people I love who have very real problems, some of them with depression mixed in. And I'm sorry I can't help them more. And it is hard to accept sometimes.
Yesterday turned into a day of near disasters for me. Everything turned out right but by the middle of the day I was ready to go back to bed and start over. Which I kind of did. Slept for 3 hours, had dance class, shoveled, worked with Dell on a problem with my laptop, just generally got caught up online. Hopefully all stuff that had low potential disaster impact, though shoveling all winter has hurt my back and driving through the snow seemed somewhat treacherous too. I have to shovel more today so I'm going to go do a careful warm-up and stretch first, since it seems to be tightness in the back of my left leg that's messing me up. There are only two injury points on that leg; I don't see why it should be giving me problems...
I have a lot of people I love who have very real problems, some of them with depression mixed in. And I'm sorry I can't help them more. And it is hard to accept sometimes.
Yesterday turned into a day of near disasters for me. Everything turned out right but by the middle of the day I was ready to go back to bed and start over. Which I kind of did. Slept for 3 hours, had dance class, shoveled, worked with Dell on a problem with my laptop, just generally got caught up online. Hopefully all stuff that had low potential disaster impact, though shoveling all winter has hurt my back and driving through the snow seemed somewhat treacherous too. I have to shovel more today so I'm going to go do a careful warm-up and stretch first, since it seems to be tightness in the back of my left leg that's messing me up. There are only two injury points on that leg; I don't see why it should be giving me problems...

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I was hoping someone else I knew would take note of it.
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There have been so many times when I longed to be one of the guys I imagined Oingo Boingo were singing about in "Pain", the ones who travel around taking other people's pain onto themselves.
So give me all your troubled thoughts
And baggage you can't handle, no
We'll gladly take it off your back
(we soak up lots of pain), yeah
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Little junior on the bus--his notebook by his side, yeah
He hardly ever makes a fuss--he soaks up so much pain
We've traveled far this monkey and me--by airplane boat and train, yeah
We're here to eat up all your sins (and soak up all your pain), yeah
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Just shake my hand and give me your name (we soak up...soak it up...)
(Though, I have to say, the song strikes me as far creepier and more nefarious listening to it as an adult.)
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