She is smiling, and she's falling in a slow, descending funk...

Nnngh. So the past few days, my back has been doing horrible knotty things that make me want to cry. It's gotten so bad today that I can't even stand for more than a few seconds without whimpering and having to sit down. This makes it hard to do things like, say, make coffee. Do dishes. Take the dog out. Exist. Painkillers aren't helping, backrubs aren't helping, alcohol isn't helping. I am full of so much hate.

Also forgot to call my mom on her birthday. Texted her, told her I slept most of the day (not actually untrue, at least for the parts of the day it would have been best to call her), and am hoping that she's not going to be terribly upset about that. The wrath of the mother is a scary thing, as it never fails to lead to horrible, horrible meltdowns on both ends. Gah.

On the bright side, maintenance came today and fixed the wiggly outlet that plugs would never stay in, and the temperature dials on the AC and oven/stove, and the garbage disposal, so yaaay, things in our apartment are functioning again, even if my body is... not.

Rah. Anyone know where I can get a new spine on the cheap?