shiva8

it's raining outside which only makes it feel 10 times colder inside. i'm sitting here like some kind of granny with my chenille blanket over my legs and my wool cardigan buttoned all the way to my neck. all i want to do is put on a swanky little sundress and sit by the pool with a beer -- i'll have to wait to go to Vegas to do that, perhaps in May.

i am beyond irritated with myself. physically. i've had this nasty little kink in my neck since Januray and it's not going away. not only that but my clicker finger is numb right on the tip. i'm losing strength in my biceps because i can't do much of my yoga arm balances and such. i've been to three physical therapy sessions and this time he's like, well, if it doesn't show a little progress by next session i'm sending you back to your doc for an MRI. fuck. therefore, if i do not show progress by next tuesday i have to cancel my yoga teacher training course which starts on the 12th and loose the $200 deposit. i'm so depressed. see, crap like this always happens when you set plans far far in advance. i've been slated for this class since October. maybe i should take it as a sign.