I hope this isn't what I suspect it is.
Mar. 29th, 2010 07:38 pmAs getting sick sucks. But I'm exhausted (napped for two stretches this afternoon and only dragged myself out of bed this morning with the mental reminder of physical therapy*), and kind of congested, and sore-ish.
So I am flopped on the couch with a book on just-post-Soviet gender relations in Russia (in brief: I am so glad I wasn't born in Moscow . . .) and a heatpack.
But! Assuming I have any brain points to spare--there anything you'd like to see babble on, or a jigsaw-puzzle-piece of story?
*: As my current PT is on vacation in Mexico, I get to see the new one in the clinic this week. Rugby player, interestingly enough, and is thinking about taking up CrossFit. Freely acknowledges the slightly cult-like aspects of said. :D
So I am flopped on the couch with a book on just-post-Soviet gender relations in Russia (in brief: I am so glad I wasn't born in Moscow . . .) and a heatpack.
But! Assuming I have any brain points to spare--there anything you'd like to see babble on, or a jigsaw-puzzle-piece of story?
*: As my current PT is on vacation in Mexico, I get to see the new one in the clinic this week. Rugby player, interestingly enough, and is thinking about taking up CrossFit. Freely acknowledges the slightly cult-like aspects of said. :D