I fucked up my hip somehow.  I don’t know if I sat on it wrong, or slept on it wrong, or what, but it is amazingly painful to sit down, or stand back up, or lay down, or even walk most of the time.  Falling asleep with my 25+ lb cat sleeping on my legs was probably a bad idea.  It was also probably a bad idea to walk for 2 hours when it was already hurting a bit, its been a lot worse since then, but I really needed to do some sort of exercise as I feel completely disgusting, and a 50 degree night in February was too much to pass up.

One of my grandfather’s legs was a bit shorter than the other, and he was too vain to wear shoes that would compensate for this, so over the years his hip deteriorated more and more to the point where standing up was a few minute long affair that was obviously horrible for him.  He also turned down a hip replacement as he was somehow continually convinced that miraculous healing was going to occur.  I must admit that I’m somewhat convinced that my hip will soon be miraculously healed as well, but if its like this in another week or so, I’ll begin thinking about talking to some sort of doctor about it.

The idea of miraculous healing was a strange enough one to try to understand, especially as it spread generationally down from my grandfather, even without experiencing a little of what it was like to live with the constant pain he did.  Understanding what it takes to maintain  that belief through decades of continual pain is not something I can do.

This is mostly a test to see if my new webhosting is working, but the cat I like less was underrepresented on this site, anyway.

[spoiler show=”notes” hide=”hide”]I’m pretty disappointed in this. I got lackadaisical because I had done a pretest with one of the candles, and it had burned for half an hour, so I overestimated the time I had to mess with things, not taking into account the much smaller percentage of the candle that showed above the litter, and also the increased burn rate from the heat from all of them so close together. The fact that my camera was still set on SD from something else I had been working on the week before, and my complete lack of understanding how to prevent it from adjusting its light compensation also make it much crappier than it otherwise would’ve been. I’m out of candles and out of time, so this is what you get, presumably the end of me doing litter box themed projects.[/spoiler]

It is put-up or shut-up time, and I’ve not managed to put-up yet.
Posting here is definitely not putting-up so I’ve not been doing that.

I hate everything.

Here is an old satellite photo of the town I grew up in, I pieced it together square by square from Microsoft’s maps in like 2001.

I never realized how essentially France-shaped it was.