ow, my back

i was doing so well, too. my weekend was very quiet and sloth-like. i rented a couple movies, did a wee bit of non-grocery shopping, went for a long walk, ran into tall shane, helped my dad with some computer stuff, took out the garbage, washed the dishes and woke up with a bout of sciatica. before becoming a cripple again, i was feeling pretty damn awesome. i had even started to convince myself i was looking cute despite my baggy pants and hair in dire need of management. you know, this isn't even interesting. i should probably have deleted it.