About a girl
It's been a while!
I've been having crazy back problems. Missed a ton of work this past week. I could barely walk, couldn't even clothe myself without assistance. Fuck. Went to Steve's house on Thursday just to use his bath tub. Took a nice long, hot bath. Friday I finally had an appointment with a real chiropractor, and felt 100% better. He uses this spinal decompression table that is just amazing. My other back "doctor" was doing more harm than good, and I've wasted a ton of money on him in the process. I know these problems are linked to an old injury and aggravated by my weight, but it's hard to get in shape when you're crippled. Anyway, I need to lose 30 pounds and take better care of myself. This injury will never go away, but the least I can do is not exacerbate it.
I think I need a second job. I wish I could be that person who turns their art into a source of income, but my work is too sporadic to be reliable. I'm a slave to inspiration, and I just haven't been inspired. My last commission was pretty profitable, but that was back in November already! See what I mean?
Saturday night I went to Steve's, and we grilled out. It was so good, I impressed myself. Steaks, grilled corn, sweet potatoes. He got an inversion table, so we hung upside down like bats. This shit does wonders for my back. Watched Sunshine State and the new Dead Files. Went to bed and slept forever.
Sunday we went to Golden Corral and ate like pigs. Got back home and rode bikes. It was such a gorgeous day! We played Mario Kart on GameCube. I don't care what anyone says, I still love GameCube. Leaving his place is always depressing for me. I know I fucked up. We're moving closer though, and I'm hopeful.
Always hopeful.
I hope I can come home soon.