This is my last week at work before my two week vacation to Oregon. I am still in pain with the stupid herniated disk and just trying to cope with the final four days commuting on the miserable train and sitting at my desk (which is not so bad - nothing compared to the train). The pain is no longer reaching all the way down my leg, so that's a comfort, but now my whole back feels sore like I worked out all day everyday for a week, probably from all the strain that has been placed on it for the past two+ weeks. I was completely crooked for awhile there. My hips looked deformed, with one jutting way out and the other compensating by dropping way down, but that's gone and I have my shape back. Seems like now that my spine and hips are lined up again, my muscles are in a spasm. I can't wait to sit on an airplane for 8 hours on Saturday. NOT. I am really not much for prescription pain medication, but if I'm still achey like this on Saturday I am going to break down and resort to taking the pills I have set aside. Throughout this whole ordeal I have taken nothing except Aspirin and Advil, and I'm very proud of myself for not going in and demanding a vicoden prescription, but the airplane may be too much for me.
So for now I am just passing the time. I'm not that busy at work because one of my attorneys is on vacation, another is in his own hectic world of big tobacco litigation meetings and conference calls, the last one is leaving me alone for now. I'm listening to Eddie Murphy. I don't think that any other single human being has made me laugh so much throughout my life. That man has been making me laugh until my whole body hurts since I was 9 years old. You know who else is reaaaal funny, who I saw on Comedy Central recently? (Do tell?) Mitchell Hedberg. Check him out. He will make you pee pee in your underoos.
It's cold in my office and I just fixed myself a hot cup of Hazelnut coffee to warm me up. That smell always reminds me of something and I can't put my finger on it. I don't drink Hazelnut coffee very often. I have to be in the mood. I don't know what put me in the mood this morning, but it sure does taste yummy. Oh now comes Tracy Chapman with an all time favorite. I love my radio station. It brings me so many moments of joy and nostalgia. In fact, music brings such a wide range of emotions, that with each song that plays, I seem to drift into a different mood. For example, if Tracy plays I feel sad and wistful because it brings up so many memories and I just feel like looking out the window and brooding about the past. If Twista comes on with Rock Ya'll Spot, I seriously have to use restraint not to hop out of my seat and start busting a fucking move. That song really does that to me. Makes me need to dance. "Hey hey, oh suki-suki now, look here now, what's cookin' now shook it shook it, child, shake it down, let's boogie now..." OKAY!
(Dork-a-sau-rus)