I feel like it's been a while since I posted, and it's due mostly to me being too scatter-brained most of the time to feel like composing words into appropriate sentences to make an entry. They're either too whiney or too pointless, and I feel like I should be using my blogging space to be say...reviewing books or television shows, or expanding on and exploring religious/spiritual beliefs in a meaningful way, or just not being all about my moping and general uselessness. xD

This of course isn't one of those kinds of posts -shot-, but in the interest of an update...

Christmas shopping will finally get to start with me this Thursday (maybe Wednesday) depending on when my bank account registers my paycheck. It feels strange to know I'll be so crunched for time this season as last year, I was gleefully reveling in having a job and money and was buying Christmas presents starting in about August. Because I'm the sort of person that gets a high off of picking out presents for other people. (I'm so indecisive myself, that I can rarely pick what I would want, but making educated guesses/outright buying what more decisive people than myself want is really fun.)

Also, Kat (badkarma/my girlfriend) was nice enough to cover my shift for today - she wanted the hours anyway, but it still meant a lot to me. This Sunday at work, I hurt my tailbone in a hilarious story that should really not have such a serious ending to it. xD

Basically me, in my need to ignore basic ideas about safety, was standing on a chair (I'm a moron, I know) to reach something at work, and when I went to get off said chair, I managed to flip it forward with the shift of my bodyweight. The chair and my body then worked together to ensure the experience ended in a grade-A collision, as I both fell down onto the chair as the seat moved out from under my foot, and the chair propelled itself forward. You know how most simple chairs have a back that's supported by two slats going up above each of the back legs? One of those hit me in the tailbone, which aside from being a really awkward place to get smacked while you're in public (or alone, for that matter), was really painful. Really. Once I didn't feel like I was going to be sick anymore though (it actually hurt so bad I felt like I was going to vomit, which is new for me), I just went about the rest of my day, which was thankfully short.

I thought I was okay, and I still keep thinking that, but in the meantime I'll go through cycles of horrendous pain that eventually go away. Right now is one of the times where I've just got a bit of a lower backache, but earlier I had to go lay down because sitting and standing were both excruciating. I'm completely torn about seeing a doctor, admittedly mostly because I haven't actually switched to a new one (I recently finally left my pediatrician; I just turned twenty about a month ago) and I cannot stand my old doctor. So I'm not...quite sure what to do, since I'm sure I'd KNOW if I actually broke something. But I'm also not positive not treating it is the right way to go - on the other hand, the doctor will probably just tell me what I've already deduced. I strained muscles/tissue in my tailbone area/low back with the impact, and a doctor can't do anything for that except prescribe me more painkillers, which I already take far too much of. So.

Until I feel better though, I'm just thankful I didn't have to go through standing all day at work today - yesterday was an unexpected hell. D: I don't work again until Saturday (or possibly tomorrow, but I'm trying not to think about that) so hopefully...I'll feel better.


What really sucks is that even though I'm home, even just typing up this much has made it harder to sit at the computer, so I doubt I'll be getting much work done on the new roleplay comm Kat and I started. Ah well. I can still fold laundry and sort out summer clothes to put away, and in the end that's more important. xD