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The scent of IcyHot is strong right now, I had Dom coat the entirety of my upper back and lower neck with the stuff because god-knows-why but I'm sore. Chiropractor isn't until next week and Hells if I know what went on.

I think sleeping funky is the best bet on that front. This is the second day/evening running this has happened.

School goes well - just plodding along. That seems the most appropriate description, oddly enough. It's not bad, really. I've got stuff set for next term and this one isn't looking too bad as it stands. Which I honestly rather like, all things considered.

Need to dredge up the stuff we'll need for Southern this weekend. Not going to Coronation (alas), but the time is needed for other shit right now. We're going up Wednesday night, which will be interesting, never been up that early.

Caught Zombieland (very good) over the weekend and 9 (decent) at the cheap theater tonight. Will likely catch up with my dad for The Men Who Stare At Goats (looks v. funny) on Sunday.

Oh! And my mom sent a small package of what can only be described as the brownies of doom. These things are little squares of rich, fudgy, goodness.