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My neck still hurts. It's probably due to my slouching. I hate having bad posture but I can't be bothered to sit up straight. It's like exercising. You know that if you just got through the initial period of pain and effort then exercising wouldn't be quite so bad. And yet you never really do. Because not exercising is so much easier.

I watched the Notebook yesterday. It was pretty boring and sappy. I guess I should've seen that coming.

I started a story a while back and I've started trying to get back in the zone for writing it. But it's hard. Especially when it's hot because I don't feel like doing anything. And my neck hurts which makes sitting at the computer tough. Especially when I'm just looking at the screen waiting for words to come. So instead I'm whinging.

I want to go swimming, because it's cool and refreshing. It doesn't hurt my neck and at least I'll be doing something. But at some point I'll have to get out of the pool. Getting out sucks. It's too hot for clothes. It's too hot for skin. If I don't wear clothes I get sweaty and I hate it. But if I don't wear skin I bleed to death. It's a no-win situation really.