*much scowliness here*
Nov. 11th, 2004 12:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
eirenicalMy physcial therapist is a sadist. He didn't even stay for my whole session today. My right hip and back are fucking killing me. He wants me to do a routine that takes an hour three times a day and walk in addition to that. In spite of my repeatedly telling him this, he still hasn't absorbed the concept that when I go back to school on Monday I will have 10 minutes. Total. Per day. To do PT. Not 3 fucking hours! *pantpant*
I want to sit on my couch and play video games. I want to blow shit up. At the very least, I want to read my bloody book. But I can't because sitting fucking hurts. Thank you, very much, physical therapist!
I'm also bloody hungry. But I'm damned sick of food. I'm sick of the places to go eat around here because they all suck. The ones that don't suck use so much grease they'll make me sick in my current condition -- or fatter, which would be just dandy. I'm sick of the take-out places for the same reason as those listed above. I'm sick of all the quick foods I have in the house because I've been eating the same damned things for 6 months, now. And I'm sick of all the foods that I know how to cook. I'm also sick of all the things my dad knows how to cook 'cuz most of them are so fattening it's disgusting.
So what the bloody hell am I supposed to eat??
*chibi continues to whine* And I'm already sick of sharing my apartment with my parents and the thought of having one of them here for another four weeks is just making me want to cry. I love my Dad, I really do. I don't like feeling like I don't. I don't like any of this.
*small voice* Can someone just end the world for me? I'm sick of being in it. And G-d damn it, I'm sick of sulking and whining, too. I hate when I get like this. *sulks*
I want to sit on my couch and play video games. I want to blow shit up. At the very least, I want to read my bloody book. But I can't because sitting fucking hurts. Thank you, very much, physical therapist!
I'm also bloody hungry. But I'm damned sick of food. I'm sick of the places to go eat around here because they all suck. The ones that don't suck use so much grease they'll make me sick in my current condition -- or fatter, which would be just dandy. I'm sick of the take-out places for the same reason as those listed above. I'm sick of all the quick foods I have in the house because I've been eating the same damned things for 6 months, now. And I'm sick of all the foods that I know how to cook. I'm also sick of all the things my dad knows how to cook 'cuz most of them are so fattening it's disgusting.
So what the bloody hell am I supposed to eat??
*chibi continues to whine* And I'm already sick of sharing my apartment with my parents and the thought of having one of them here for another four weeks is just making me want to cry. I love my Dad, I really do. I don't like feeling like I don't. I don't like any of this.
*small voice* Can someone just end the world for me? I'm sick of being in it. And G-d damn it, I'm sick of sulking and whining, too. I hate when I get like this. *sulks*
