Ow, my poor ears...
Jan. 25th, 2003 05:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lady_t_220My brother's teaching his mate Dean to play the saxaphone... it's at the painful random noise stage still I'm afraid. I hid at granny's for a while cause my Uncle Dave was visiting, but there's only so much of my relatives I can take before I feel compelled to escape elsewhere, saxophone torture or not.
*puts on more loud music*
I'm thinking this random shooting pain I've been getting is like a trapped nerve or something. It's kinda' a bit like Carpel Tunnel only not. I think it was all that time I spent using granny's PC. She doesn't have a mouse, she has a tracker ball thing that is the most astoundingly painful and unergonomic thing I've ever come across. It was actually pretty unpleasant to use and I wouldn't be surprised if the vast amounts of time I've spent on my own PC since then have aggravated something...
I'm hoping a couple of days away will help things.
I'm hungry... had lunch at 11 so this isn't surprising.
I think I'l have to brave the noise pollution in the living room and grab a snack.
*puts on more loud music*
I'm thinking this random shooting pain I've been getting is like a trapped nerve or something. It's kinda' a bit like Carpel Tunnel only not. I think it was all that time I spent using granny's PC. She doesn't have a mouse, she has a tracker ball thing that is the most astoundingly painful and unergonomic thing I've ever come across. It was actually pretty unpleasant to use and I wouldn't be surprised if the vast amounts of time I've spent on my own PC since then have aggravated something...
I'm hoping a couple of days away will help things.
I'm hungry... had lunch at 11 so this isn't surprising.
I think I'l have to brave the noise pollution in the living room and grab a snack.
