Dear Lower Back...

Dear Lower Back,



As I sit here at 7:19 a.m., I can't help but to be pissed off, because once again you have let me down. Normal 22 year old people can lift sacks of kitty litter, but for some reason, you find it hilarious to give me the finger at the most inappropriate times.



I did not appreciate you popping, tearing, pulling, ripping, pinching or whatever you did yesterday while I had a 25 lbs. sack on my shoulder. I did not appreciate when you thought that it would be funny to join forces with my legs and brow-beat them into not working for a full 30 minutes. I do not appreciate you finding it humorous to cause me to lay in the fetal position in the middle of my garage floor and scream my head off in front of God and everyone. Lastly, I do not appreciate you making my mother come outside and pick me up off the ground.



In closing, it's obvious that you will not work right. Too many times you thought it would be cute in pulling a muscle here and there. But now, you have gone way too far. But I ultimately have the last laugh, because, Lower Back, I have pain pills from the time where you decided to go on vacation and leave my wisdom teeth in charge. Fuck you, asshole. I'm still walking.



Sincerely,

The Owner

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Saturday, I picked up a sack of kitty litter and pinched a nerve in my back. My legs gave out, and I hit the concrete floor. I laid in the floor for 30 minutes until I could finally get up to my hands and knees. I can't move; it hurts to walk, sit, stand or lay. It's been the most excruciating, breath-taking pain I've ever experienced, but there is no rest for the weary, because I have a newspaper to put out today.

It's officially Spring Break

I don't know why I feel the need to update twice in one week, but I'm on a roll! As of 30 minutes ago, I'm officially on spring break. It feels damn good to finally get an entire week of nothing. Just sitting in my apartment and being lazy in front of the television or computer.



Most people have plans for spring break like going to California, the lake house, or even Nebraska. But I've never been one to travel a long distance from home. I can have just as much fun sitting in my apartment than halfway across the country.



I've been needing this vacation for while. I even told my 1:00 p.m. professor that he was "Damn lucky I even came to class today. It took every ounce of self-motivation I had to put my lazy butt out of bed today." He laughed and said he appreciated my willpower.



I've been in a better mood lately, because spring is here. I wish it could stay the temperature it is today all year long. There's just something about the winter time that makes me all down in the mouth. I also feel better, because I'm two-thirds of the way done cleaning my apartment. Only the rest of my living room and bedroom to go.



I'm rambling, as always, and probably need to get off the computer and do something productive. Oh yeah, that's right. I don't have to do anything productive for a week. Shake -N- Bake, bitches!!

Not that bad..

I hate dressing up. I'm not one for business suits and curled hair, but for some reason, my department feels that you're not professional if you don't own a pin-stripe business suit. My black pants and sweater is not enough, and God forbid I actually let my work speak for me instead of trying to elevate my tits so high that they become earrings and not "mammory canons."



Past couple of weeks have been ok. I received my mid-term grades. Four A's and a B which is freakin' sweet! Met some people that are literally down the road and they seem freakin' sweet, too. Going to see the movie "300" this week (-cough- at least I better, if a certain person knows what is best for his health). All my classes have been canceled on Friday, so spring break starts on Thursday for me. Again, freakin' sweet. To round out the list, there's only two months until I graduate. That's not freakin' sweet; that's awesome like finding a $20 bill in your pocket that you forgot about and balancing your checkbook and realizing you have enough money to pay your bills.



I'm looking for a job this summer. I need something to pay the bills. Ideally, something that works me 40 hours a week and in my field, but I'll substitute the "in my field" clause if times get desperate. I have to find something quick, because my credit card bill needs to get paid down. I guess I need to start sending out resumes like "my ass is on sale and the rent is due TONIGHT."



The to-do list is getting longer by the day, but in two days, that list should be empty. Or at least it better be or I'm screwed. As long as I can make it pass this week, there should be easy sailing for a little while at least.



Well, the time has come for me to hop in the shower and get ready for class. I'm having to dress up for the second time in two weeks. I'm sure the devil is wearing a parka, because I'm having to put on make-up for the second day in a row, and we both know that if that happens, Hell has officially frozen over.