My Pet

I miss her. She runs a thai massage place in LA. And yes, her name is Pet. She’s the tiniest 50+ woman who can inflict all kinds of pain. And I so need it right now.

I hurt my back/neck swimming but as it turns out I have a chronic problem that needs consistent attention. I’ve been trying to readjust my posture but the pain won’t go away. I think it’s been a month. I went to someone a couple of weeks ago but she was no Pet. In fact, I feel asleep while she was grinding her fingers into my back. This meant to me, not enough good pain to get rid of the bad pain.

I need help. So I found a thai massage place in the city and I’m having one of those moments where I wish I lived back in LA. (Because I had a job there and Pet charged only $45/hr) I decided this morning when I was lying on my back perfectly still and I took a breath and felt the sharp pain in my neck, that I’m going to break out the credit card.

BTW: I’m pretty much down to one job which is teaching one hour a week. Not enough cash flow, really.

I wish

I felt like this right now.

green with ?

sometimes i leave the house and i am dressed entirely in green. i even have green shoes and a green jacket…what can this mean?

mi casa es not su casa

saw a critter run under my bathroom door this morning. i was in the bathroom post-shower. it ran out. to where??? the BF is not here which is so unfair because this is what BF’s are for. (in addition to a few other things)

i cleaned up the kitchen, where i’m sure it meant to go. then bought the sonar thingy’s that are supposed to hurt their ears. i have yet to see it come running with it’s hands covering it’s ears and screaming.