hands of doom

another day of calling off work. my hands are at an all time low. last night was the worst. it hurt so bad that all i could do was cry, but i think besides the pain, it was also out of frustration with the whole situation. jay was a sweetheart...he takes such good care of me. i'm so lucky to have such a kind and thoughtful husband. i'd be a helpless mess right now without him.
so today, i laid around, downloaded some music, read more of harry potter, took a shower (so painful!) and have been trying to take it easy.
i listened to all of andrew bird's newest album, andrew bird and the mysterious production of eggs, good stuff! nothing like the squirrel nut zippers at all any more. not that that was a bad sound, i could still probably have a good time with one of their albums, but i do like the new turn his music has taken.
i was going to see manderlay tonight but i don't know if i dare venture out into the cold. it's supposed to make eczema so much worse. plus, i'm not feeling too hot otherwise and i'm supposed to work 10 hrs tomorrow. we'll see. maybe i'll feel a little reckless later on. otherwise, it is more reading, and perhaps a movie in bed.