You’re probably thinking I’m nuts, but I went to the gym. Fortunately, Dave the Trainer also does some physical therapy and had some weird exercises for me to do and basically did back rehab sorts of things for me. And Timmy’s trainer Dana showed me her microlaminectomy scar. You have to get your thrills where you can get them.

We’re still waiting around at Megacorp, but sadly a lot of marketing people didn’t make it. I’m surrounded by six marketing-ish people, and only one is left. Nobody — so far — in our engineering group has been laid off, but one entire group and my whole management chain is leaving for another group. OK, so I exaggerate. ONE GUY is left in my management chain, and it isn’t my manager. Kind of makes me wonder how hard I should be working on the projects I’m currently assigned. Enough about work.

My mom’s old car is sold, so I hope I don’t have to worry about that any longer. I even helped her get her CDs into her new changer. Now if I could only get her excited about her sunroof.

Maybe her car is too cool for her. Perhaps we should trade. HAHAHAHA. (Too bad I like my hybrid so much.)

I spent the entire morning talking to insurance agents about my mom’s car. When I finally got home, my mom couldn’t find the title to her old car and insisted my dad had it. He hasn’t paid the bills for over a decade, so I knew finding anything in the mountain of crap he calls a desk would be difficult. But I looked for two hours. And guess who actually had the title in her desk?

I haven’t been sleeping that well because my intolerable back pain has now shifted to a painful but much more tolerable leg pain. I’m hoping it finally goes away after I see the acupuncturist again.

And tomorrow we’ve been told is when the heads start to roll. I’m more worried for the guys in marketing, but it’s hard to know what’s going to happen until it actually happens.

P.S. I found several checks for hundreds of dollars in my dad’s pile that were from 1996.