A list, because I haven’t updated in a few days.

1. Last week I saw a physical therapist. The visit immediately made me wish I had done this instead of acupuncture. Not to discredit acu, but I think it’s not the answer to all things. The therapist almost right away sorted out what was wrong and what happened to me and how in language I understood. “Your right hip is torqued way forward and misaligned,” she said. “This is because you were sitting on one hip to compensate for your work chair being too large, so that you could rest a foot to one side. This has caused the pain in your left and right side. Moreover, no lumbar support in the chair [due to it being too large] has caused an extreme overarch in your lower back, which pulls on the ligaments attatched to your sacroiliac (hamstrings), causing all the pain in your glutes and beyond. OMG EXACTLY!!

I have crappy sitting posture, because furniture is made for people a few inches taller than me!

Then I got the Therapy, where she put me on the table stomach down and WRENCHED that damn hip back toward where it’s supposed to be. Then, I got a sheet of exercises I am to do twice daily, and have been. AND she corrected my sitting posture. YAY. I go back tomorrow.

2. I am so fucking excited to marry Brian. Also to move in with him. We talk about living together a lot. About how our apartment will be so cool and we will have the Joy of Privacy.

3. We saw “Kill Bill Vol. 2” tonight and I liked it better than the first one, much better.

4. Since I put my cats on a raw diet over one month ago, they have been so energetic, happy, and silky soft. It’s not that hard… but I consider myself spoiled because I live near a pet supply store that sells the food frozen and pre-made, so I buy a big container of it and split it up into 4-day portions for the freezer. But as I said in an earlier post, you can make it yourself, as long as you have a good food processor, which I do not.

5. I went to a seminar with Brian yesterday — “Improvisational Weapons.” How to defend yourself using coins, credit cards, pens — and not how you would first think. It was cool. Next to our dojo is a wholesale produce company. A van pulled up to make a delivery, and as she was unloading, the driver gave us an entire flat (12 baskets) of ripe organic strawberries. Sweet. I took home three. Rebecca took home six, and just happened to have her birthday soiree last night, so we enjoyed some strawberry shortcake at the FABULOUS middle-eastern themed party. My temporary tattoo is still upon my belly.

6. Yay another win for Barry Zito!

7. I got an “A” on my Japanese midterm. But I really need to study for the final, since that will be 50% of my grade.

8. Easter came and went and I had no Easter candy. But then Cadbury creme eggs were 25 cents each on clearance, so I had to. They are my special thing. Gooey yummy goodness. The original recipe only, none of the other new flavors or ripoffs. Mmmm.

9. TiVo recorded an episode of SNL from 1986 for me last night. I watched some of it today. Jay Leno was the host, about 40 pounds younger. None of the show was funny to me, yet the audience was laughing. I guess it’s the way that jokes age, I suppose. It seemed like a historical artifact. I mean, REAGAN was still president. They did a piece on the Iran-Iraq war, and A. Whitney Brown mentioned how Americans have no idea how bad the guy on our side is, “Saddam Al-Hussein.” Heh. Who’s that guy?

10. We had a nice Muni driver last night. We were on the way home on the J at about midnight, and were delayed on Church street because of a trolley car blocking the road. We didn’t know why it was there, but the driver said it would move soon. We decided to sit tight and wait. Meanwhile a bunch of other people left the train, some rudely and drunkly complaining. Soon enough, the trolley car was backed out of the way. It turned out that some shithead had parked his SUV on the corner where the train makes its turn, totally in the red zone, preventing the F-Market from passing.

I went to make conversation with the driver and find out what was up, and told him the story of the time I was on the N and a similar thing had happened — a car was parked illegally in the train’s turning radius. The car had a passenger, but they said they couldn’t drive a stick shift. So the train operator got out, got into the idling car, and moved it himself! Then climbed back in to drive the train. It was great.

Our J driver thanked me and Brian for our patience and for being good passengers. It was a swell feeling. As we got off the train at my stop and walked over the tracks, I thought I saw some sparkly glitter floating around in front of us walking by the headlights. It wasn’t a misty night, I wonder what that was…?

Good night.