11 ° F = -11.66666666° C

but i swear that i would follow anything, 
just get me out of here.

it's a beautiful life

does anyone even have a clue?

no.

they don't.

neon

insomnia. perhaps.

snow

fall quarter is over. heading home today. thanksgiving and all. maybe its the weather, maybe i'm just exhausted. either way, i'm sore and my hoard of prescription drugs is dwindling.

facebook,

i detest thee
love,
emily

track and field

i think my herniated disk is acting up.

❤

you love a stone

percocet®

fuck. took off the bad boy for over 4 hours today. needless to say... i might have to break my 2 month "prescription drug free" streak.

the last hurrah

dr. anderson called today with the results of my CATscan.
1. the fusion is coming together nicely.
2. the spurred bones (result of fracture) have fallen back into place
3. the brace can come off.
numero tres seems to be the kicker... I ♥♥♥♥ my back brace.

"free love"

enigma
conundrum
quandary
ambiguous

Dr.

So this is my baby, my support, my back brace. we have a love hate relationship.
Metro today, Dr. appointment. good news!
X-rays look good. L3 looking strong, fusing well. I can start "weening off the back brace", by the time i return to ONU in march i should be good to go without it. as for the titanium in my back, well... i've grown so attached we might leave it forever. who knows?