Ick,
The excessiveness of holiday eating has finally gotten to me. I went for a standard 2-mile run, and it felt as if I was poisoned. My head throbbed and I found it hard to catch my breath.
It's odd how the size and composition of your food intake can absolutely destroy your bodily eco-system. I'll need to spend the next couple days sweating all of the junk out of the moist machine that is my body.
I need to fix something. There seems to be a strong correlation between success and laziness with me. I've followed up a well researched and effective speech today with... well, not much besides laziness. The problem with that is that I have a large test tomorrow. And yes, it is 11:10pm.
I am preparing myself for PT tomorrow with... red wine! Reservatol (in red wine) has been shown to double the endurance of lab rats. Ok, so the real reason I am drinking the wine is because I feel the urge to snowball a good mood out for as long as possible, even if that means shallow effects such as wine.
It's a vicious cycle damnit. Now back to studying.
Elections are tomorrow! Yeah, I don't really want to talk about it either.
But, I did find a Chiropractor up here in Cloud town. I gave in after having a ridiculously stiff neck. Her style differs a lot compared to Dr. Cass even though they were both educated at the Northwestern college. Dr. Cass would gradually apply more and more pressure until something popped. This new person sort of kung-fu chops my back into place. What's more, the office has crazy toys. One looks like the table Frankenstein was brought to life on. An assistant strapped my head into place and the contraption automatically pulled and released my head over the course of fourteen minutes after the adjustments.
The really weird part actually happened during the automatic head-grabber and after I left the office. I was laughing almost uncontrollably in a "Dr. Evil" sort of way. I didn't know that insanity was tied to neck adjustments.
Yeah. Weird.
