You know...

I swear I'm the only person with the 1x07 L Word torrent going. I've been downloading it for like, 4 hours now, easily. Currently, at the blazingly fast speed of 11.3K/second. But I'm uploading at 40K/second. How is this fair?!

I guess the universe does want me to work on my paper.

... Okay, now I'm getting it at 6.7K/sec.

Why does BitTorrent hate me so?

(And no, not going to bed until I've gotten my lesbian fix!)

Yawn.

So it's about 7am, I'm going to bed after having written about half of my paper (due Tuesday night, so I'm not worried. Except about printing it. This could be troublesome.) and having watched The L Word, 1x07.

Mmm. Must set the VCR for All My Children, because I don't think less than six hours of sleep suits me, when I need to finish a paper, later on.

( L Word spoilers... )

Okay, sleepytime now. Bonne nuit.

Ugh.

That was a bit of a bust.

I did something to my back last night, probably while bowling. Pulled something off to the left of my spine, about midway up my back. It doesn't bother me while walking, and sitting's mostly okay, but lying down and trying to get comfortable is really frickin' painful. I should probably take another Tylenol. :P I'm sitting at my desk with my heating pad on the spot, too, so I'm hoping that'll work out.

I can't believe it's nearly 8am and I'm still awake. Feh.

Strange...

It's so strange to me to realize I actually want to be around my parents, on occasion. Most of the time, I want them to leave me alone, so when I need them, it's always weird.

I'm going to my parents' house for dinner tonight, and I'm all teary-eyed in relief. My back still hurts enough to make lying down really painful, and my daddy's gonna see what's the what with me, and I'm gonna get a home-cooked meal...

Sometimes, you really can't beat family. :')

Family.

My dad made me bend forward and back, side to side, twist around a couple of times and inhale and exhale deeply.

His diagnosis?

"You pulled a muscle. It'll hurt for a couple of days. You'll be fine."

He's a sweetie, my Pop is.

We had a nice dinner, the three of us, and laughed a lot, which hurt my back, but I feel looser on the whole now, less tense. There really is something to be said for being able to go back to your parents' for a little bit now and then. :)

(Note to self: remember this, the next time you have a family dinner.)

Oh! And my dad hasn't smoked since sometime in January!! Yay for him!!!! (Yes. A doctor. Who smokes. I know. The logic there is just astounding.)

And I haven't had a soda since January 8th.

Go us, for we rock like rockin' things.

(Yes, I'm procrastinating because I don't really want to do my paper. Shush.)