It's cold. Like, 11 degrees cold. I've never really minded the cold weather, but lately it's starting to get to me. I don't really spend much time outside so it shouldn't really bother me all that much, but the few minutes I spend walking to the car and then waiting for the car to warm up are absolutely hell. I've never really given much thought to moving outside of Cincinnati, but it seems I like the idea of year-round warm weather becomes more and more appealing each time I have to sit in a freeeeeezing car.
Not too much else is going on these days. Winter is boring. The only thing I have to look forward to is indoor soccer every Tuesday, and I'm not exactly sure why I look forward to it. It's incredibly tiring, we're not very good and I don't like chasing Mexicans around in circles for 45 minutes. This past week was the first time that I've enjoyed myself, most likely because we won, I didn't puke at halftime and I had 3 goals. Woo hoo.
I start physical therapy for my shoulder on 1/23. The doctor says I have a torn labrum, and that PT should take 6-8 weeks. Assuming he's right (he's not sure how badly it's torn, it was hard for him to read the MRI because I moved near the end of it), I'll be healthy right around the time softball starts. I'm hoping all will be okay by then because I cannot afford to miss any softball, or golf for that matter.
I signed up for Netflix last week because they now allow you to watch unlimited streaming movies/TV shows from their website. I've started watching season one of 30 Rock, great show that I highly recommend. Tina Fey is a genius.
Once I'm done with 30 Rock, I plan on starting on Heroes. I've heard good things about that show. I swear I do things other than watch TV.
I guess that's all for now.
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