Sobriquet 42.23

The following post was originally published on 5/23/08.

I'm going to keep tonight's entry short, though not because I haven't much to say. No, I'm going to keep this entry relatively brief because the sooner I finish, the sooner I can go to bed and put today behind me. While yesterday was a surprisingly productive day, today was a bust in pretty much every possible way. I woke up with a headache, a neck ache, an earache and a knuckle ache, the lattermost being something I didn't even know was possible until this morning. At least two of these aches had aches of their own (meta-aches?), too.

Needless to say, a good deal of the morning, afternoon, and evening was spent in bed, drifting in and out of sleep. When I finally got up for the "day," it was nearly dark and I still couldn't move my neck without unleashing a pain that would shoot up from my shoulder (I must have slept in an awkward position), through my neck, and up to my right ear, at which point, the pain would ricochet off my eardrum and come to a clanging, throbbing halt somewhere in my occipital lobe. Consequently, sitting in front of the computer for several hours to write a bit in the dissertation would be both figuratively (which is normal) and literally (which is not) painful.

Instead, I read some more of Diary of a Bad Year, which I hope to finish by Monday.

Oh, and I fixed a toilet, with which I will now symbolically flush this crappy day away.

For tomorrow, Saturday and Sunday: Read.