Listening: "Sparkling Diamonds" & "Children of the Revolution," Moulin Rouge
I'd rather be: 22 or 23
Aches and Complaints: See below.

Gah. I'm getting old. Arthritis. achy joints, cold hands. Repetitive stress.

A few nights ago I didn't have dinner until after 11 at night. I had a bowl of chili and went to bed less than an hour later.

Of course I woke up soon after in pain but still very tired. I got about two hours of sleep.

Tuesday I helped Molasses and the Agent move their crap around their apartment as they had just gotten a new carpet. I didn't really do much heavy lifting, but a lot of twisting moves, taking books from the kitchen to the bedroom. Spent yesterday in agony from the ball of fatigue and unhappiness that settled in the base of my spine.

Last night I could barely sleep (why is detailed in the previous entry) and probably got about three hours. Today I'm feeling spacey and weak. A little shaky with occasional pains in my backside.

My mood isn't the greatest and I'm going off camping tomorrow. The idea isn't really lifting my spirits at the moment. I really hope that changes. I don't want to be 100 miles from familiar territory and in a crappy mood.

Not to mention that sleeping on the ground has not been known to help with aches and pains.

*sigh* I don't mind being mortal, at least not at the moment, but can I please have a body that won't betray me or leave me vulnerable at stupid moments? Like when I'm trying to frickin sleep?