i woke up knowing i had left the heating pad under me turned on all night and groped for the electrical cord, but there was, in fact, no heating pad under me; the burning sensation was my own back. i was up and about yesterday, making dinner and taking out the trash and sitting up for ages and standing in the kitchen talking to my roommate, and telling darryl (who called and offered to bring me food) that i was not an invalid, that i was making lots of progress, and today it's backwards again.

still, i am going to school on monday, and i think i'm beginning to recoup. after a semester that began shakily - and with a great deal of lethargy, self-pity and non-blogging, the fall term has been turning out to be less unkind than the previous ones. and i would never call falling a blessing in disguise but because i was able to spend a week in bed sleeping long hours and listening to music and simply not having to think about school, suddenly i'm finding the energy once more to think and blog. there's a great deal of work to catch up on - the semester is underway now, and there's the work i missed for this week, and one assignment that was due yesterday which i need to get on with. ah onward. ying tong!

p.s. choonping you wretched insensitive boy here i am feeling sorry for myself because i can't have a massage and there you are feeling sorry for yourself that you've had one.