|yes, yes, yes, (it's my Autumn Almanac)
||[Oct. 8th, 2009|06:32 pm]
Spinning 45 Ballerina
yesterday a psychologist rear ended me (i.e me/my physical body) with his car. I don't really know how bad it was, can't remember much because of the shock. I think I through myself to the side, legs in the air, to get away from the wheels. I'm guessing that's what caused my sore back more then the actual impact. I only have one bruise on shin and a (petite) flesh wound on my elbow from falling. I guess I was lucky, (lucky for someone who got run down in a no car zone).
the oblig. autumn depression is loosening it's grip. the week before last I was really down, nothing was fun, I was distracted at work making random mistakes, in bed all the time but having trouble sleeping. turned out a little cleaning and some nice looking food in my refrigerator helped (sounds trivial, but at the time I felt I was slipping). I spent a day off last week going to the movies with Geir, we saw UP, (we laughed and cried, the 3D goggles got all salty).
on Sunday I'll (hopefully) be attending a Ray Davies concert. I love the Kinks, they are most.deff. top five. I read Ray's autobiography some years back, it made me love him more. last time he was suppose to come to my home town he got shot, and when he returned triumphant my free ticket had been given to someone ell's. le suck. hopefully he'll stay away from crazed gunmen this time, and no-one will give away my ticket, witch is not currently in my possession, but for witch I have payed top dollar (ugh nightmare fodder).
oh, my poor (rheumatic) back.