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So, let's say that I was inclined to start reading the Harry Potter series. Yes, I have finally succumbed to the masses. It only took a few years. Anyway..

Would it be wise to see the movies first, then read the books? Or should I read the books before seeing the movies? Typically, I get very disillusioned when seeing a movie that has been based on a book, especially if it's a book that I like a lot. Stephen King and his array of disappointing movies (Shawshank Redemption and The Green Mile not included) springs to mind. I read Interview With the Vampire first, then saw the movie and was massively disappointed. Even Brad Pitt's prettiness couldn't save it, I thought. There are a few other examples, although I'm at a loss to remember them here. I was largely impressed by both the movie and book versions of Grisham's A Time To Kill, although the movie varied widely from the book. Still, they were both darned good.

I recently joined Goodreads, which I'm hoping will prompt me to get back into the habit of reading regularly. I used to devour books, but lately, that's not been the case, and I've gotta admit, I really miss curling up with a good book. Or even a bad book. So, join me there, if you wish, and motivate me to read more.

Back to my original question..Potter People, what might you recommend? I've been hesitant to undertake this series, but after being told by eleven billion people "you'll loooove them!", I guess I sort of feel compelled. At least it will keep me in the house and out of trouble..



In other news, I left a message for my massage therapist about getting in today. Fingers crossed that she has an opening. The back is no better, and I can barely move without screeching in pain. I need to take out trash and do a plethora of other things, but I'm thinking that's not going to happen when I can't even take a deep breath comfortably.

I've taken Flexeril and Darvocet until my head is a total fog and I can barely speak coherently. I've gone through a box and a half of Thermacare pads. Yet it still hurts this much. This just really, really sucks. And I'm craving M&Ms. Why? Probably because I don't have any.

I took out the trash today..

God, it's been a lovely day
Everything's been going my way
I took out the trash today
And I'm on fire..

I really did take out the trash today, and I kinda wish that I hadn't. I'd finally gotten into this comfortable rut where I wasn't really moving or breathing or doing much of anything else, but I decided that Tuesday is a good day to bake cookies and take trash out. Unfortunately, we have a dumpster here with an opening that's a good four feet or so off the ground. Seeing as I'm just over five feet tall, that's quite a lift to hike it over the edge of the dumpster. Add two heavy bags of trash and we have a recipe for more back spasms.

But the peanut butter cookies were good.



Got an appointment with my massage therapist for tomorrow morning, and I can. not. wait. Seriously, it just can't get here soon enough. I haven't seen my old MT since I left Johnson City in 2002, and she's obviously been a busy, busy girl. The last I heard, she wasn't even dating anyone. Today, I found out that she's gotten married and had a kid. Wow, I feel like such a slacker.

Anyway, hopefully tomorrow I'll be fixed. Or at least, my back will be. I am so incredibly sick of feeling like an invalid. I don't do the whole inactivity thing very well, and I'm a horrible patient (perhaps because I'm...impatient? Ba dum ching.) It's only been two full days that I've been down with my back, but it seems like a week. I can't imagine what I'd do if I was ever seriously injured and unable to move. Go out of my mind, most likely.