Shoulder Qualms

I'm not a baby - but my shoulder has been acting silly lately. I first noticed it during my second watching of the Hobbit. I blame all the muscles I was tensing in the excitement of it all. Anyway, I tried wrapping it with a tensor bandage because I wanted to look more hurt than I really was and run around the house imagining I was in a war or something, but in the end I just cut off the circulation to the rest of my arm, which then turned purple and tingly. 
I was doing a puzzle with my mum just now, but I had to take a break. For one, stretching over the table was hurting my arm, and for another, doing puzzles makes me want to yell and smash stuff more than anything else I do, ever. I hate and love puzzles. I love to hate them.

I go to Jer's for New Year's Eve--but let me just say, the visit feels like way longer than two days away. I don't know if I'll make it till then!

(I'll probably make it)

...

(no promises)

The starlings have started coming to the little bird feeder that my parents have outside the house in the front yard, and that's not good news. Starlings are rude, loud, and greedy. I've taken it upon myself to make sure they don't come around. At first, we would just open the door really fast and scare them away, but they were getting more ballsy and starting to not care about the door. I saw some starlings, so I gathered my artillery.

I threw open the door and he flew into the trees but stayed there, so I hucked a shoe at him. There was a branch directly in front, lucky for him, but he still flew off pretty quickly. He hasn't been back, either! Hooray for Meadow!

I hung out downtown with a friend yesterday! I spent a gift card I had, and then we just bummed around and people-watched. My phone almost died though, and I didn't really know how to get home. That was exciting. Needless to say I made it, and not even the beedy-eyed, in-my-personal-space, off-tune-guitar-playing-and-singing homeless man could stop me.

I'm the public transit queen.

- Meds