For Those Far Away.....
Apr. 19th, 2004 12:03 pm....providing they get their butts off the slopes every once in a while and find wherever the Internet is kept in their odd, furrin nations. You, the relaxed one with the healthy outdoors glow - yeah, I'm talking to you.
Today is a bad day for backs at work. One of the guys is lying on the floor of the conference room with a bag of ice on his back, waiting for the on-site ambulance to haul him away; I think he fell coming up some steps. He is lying in a way that prevents me from moving the boxes of manuals around and Doing Stuff to them, which is just as well, since I, too, hurt my back, on Saturday. I was moving things for my mom, and apparently my back gave a pop that convinced her I had hit my knee on what I was lifting - it took a few minutes of me going, Ow, my back, my back, dear god it hurts, to convince her that my knee was fine. My knee is still fine, and my back is somewhat better, but I do not feel up to slinging boxes, especially around some guy's prone body.
In other news, it's about 87 squintillion degrees here today in the trailer. I can definately start wearing skirts to work, sans tights. And perhaps sans skirts as well. It was lovely over the weekend though; I got a bit of what passes for a tan on pasty me, at mom's It's Not My Birthday, I'm Just Having a Cookout cookout. I was home for the weekend, being a good daughter, sitting around on the porch and lazing the days away, then eating richly of food I did not prepare - quite a burden for me. You feel my pain. Which is located in my lower back.
And after work, I will go home to my cool cool basement apartment, strip off all my hot hot clothes, and nap with a hot pack on my back, until I feel perky again.
Certain people, who are far far away, had better be getting me some sort of Treat to make up for the the abandonment I'm going through here. I'm just sayin'.
Today is a bad day for backs at work. One of the guys is lying on the floor of the conference room with a bag of ice on his back, waiting for the on-site ambulance to haul him away; I think he fell coming up some steps. He is lying in a way that prevents me from moving the boxes of manuals around and Doing Stuff to them, which is just as well, since I, too, hurt my back, on Saturday. I was moving things for my mom, and apparently my back gave a pop that convinced her I had hit my knee on what I was lifting - it took a few minutes of me going, Ow, my back, my back, dear god it hurts, to convince her that my knee was fine. My knee is still fine, and my back is somewhat better, but I do not feel up to slinging boxes, especially around some guy's prone body.
In other news, it's about 87 squintillion degrees here today in the trailer. I can definately start wearing skirts to work, sans tights. And perhaps sans skirts as well. It was lovely over the weekend though; I got a bit of what passes for a tan on pasty me, at mom's It's Not My Birthday, I'm Just Having a Cookout cookout. I was home for the weekend, being a good daughter, sitting around on the porch and lazing the days away, then eating richly of food I did not prepare - quite a burden for me. You feel my pain. Which is located in my lower back.
And after work, I will go home to my cool cool basement apartment, strip off all my hot hot clothes, and nap with a hot pack on my back, until I feel perky again.
Certain people, who are far far away, had better be getting me some sort of Treat to make up for the the abandonment I'm going through here. I'm just sayin'.
Offers lovely Canadian treats
Date: 2004-04-28 12:09 am (UTC)I am a bad bad outfoor healthy glow type person. (LJ was down the two times I found an internet cafe and as for my stupid ISP *growls*).
Are you better?
llew (the tanned one)
Re: Offers lovely Canadian treats
Date: 2004-04-29 02:11 pm (UTC)*frolics madly into wall*
*thump*
....ow.....