40 days, i think i must have been sucked into a vortex or something. well regardless i'm alive and well and a little too.. something.. i want to say busy, but on the otherhand i don't feel busy enough, i want to do more stuff, see more people live a little, but work dictates taht i will work when it's sunny and mope around when it's raining and occationally have a day off that i can't really do anything with because i have to work the next day, so really it's this repeating pattern that sucks except for the boy and the being able to pay for school without borrowing more money..

my hand hurt constantly, i feel like my body has aged 10 years (at least) and in the past week and a half my knees have given up on me and my left one especially hates moving to or from a bent position. once i'm kneeing i'm ok, and once i'm stading things are great it just that split second of bending.. people my age should be making the sounds i make when i move.. it's unnatural.

i've been reading. not a lot, but steadily and i've been buying more books than i can really take home with me. but they were new and so cheap.. *sigh* i'm currently reading a book patrick gave me for my birthday, Half a Life by V.S. Naipal. It's good so far, and i figure they don't just give nobel prizes to anyone.

so yeah.. like i said not much going on.. we're going camping in a week and a half so i'll finally get a nice break. hope the weather's nice.