Today we were out running errands half of the day and I even went through an ordeal trying to get acupuncture. While we were gone, people had left food and flowers. I feel kind of guilty for being gone, but most of the things (besides the acupuncture and dinner) were related to funeral arrangements.

I made an appointment with my usual acupuncturist at the Clown CollegeOregon College of Oriental Medicine because of pains in my lower back. After sitting in their waiting room for half-an-hour, they finally told me that the guy had already missed one appointment and his phone was disconnected. Fortunately they got ahold of him and I saw him at another office about an hour after when my appointment should have been. None of his weird contortions were hurting my lower back, but just moving wrong can trigger a sharp pain. His treatment didn’t seem to have as much effect as it usually does. He thinks it’s probably a back strain. Dave the trainer thinks it’s god’s punishment for my jokes about my father. Megan thinks it’s stress. I think it’s annoying.

I don’t know what we’re supposed to do with all the food that’s around. I just measured my waist and it’s 3″ larger than I thought it was.