Ooh, look. An entry.

Still having issues related to the muscle spasm I had about a month ago - my right arm is pretty much screwed. At some point in the near future, I'm going to go in to an orthopedic surgeon and see if I can't get an MRI done on it - I'm getting the sinking feeling that this is more than just a pulled muscle and that there's some rotator cuff issues involved. I can't hold my right arm straight out to the side for more than five seconds without it just falling limply to my side, and I can't even lift it above that height even momentarily. And because I've been doing some lifting with that range of motion I do have, my back's starting to get thrown out of whack too.

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I am Jack's aching torso.
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Things on the job front are also slow. The interview I went to a few weeks back didn't pan out, despite my feeling very confident about it. Bleh. I've got my resume in with a few new places (including one my brother John has been kind enough to give me a hand with), and I'm hitting the job boards every day, so hopefully something will come through soon. It's frustrating, though.

Gabriel's getting bigger by the day, and faster. He's barely eleven months old, and he can run. Not just a few short fast steps, but a full-bore sprint across the living room. This usually happens when he sees the cat and feels like chasing Sydney around the house for a little while.

Well, that's it for now.