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Jun. 14th, 2010 10:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bedlamsbardThe good news is my family finally moved partially into the twenty-first century and bought a flatscreen TV! OMG WE CAN ACTUALLY SEE THINGS ON THE SCREEN. We are still only partially in the 21st century because we still have an antenna, and now for some reason we don't get NBC, but we do get two religious channels, one Spanish language channels, ABC, FOX, CBS, the CW, PBS, Create, THIS (not sure what this is, no pun intended), and something I'm not sure about but which was playing Law and Order, but which wasn't NBC because L&O wasn't on.
Of course, I was the one who had to actually clean out the TV media cupboard stand thing, then attach the stand to the TV, then install the TV, which mostly consisted of me looking dubiously at cables and trying to attach them to the TV in the proper order, but eventually I got the DVD player hooked up, the speakers hooked up, the VHS player hooked up, and the antenna hooked up, some of which involved me hauling over a stool so I could actually see the VHS and DVD players (they're up on this shelf above the TV, and as we have mentioned before, I am short), and then set up the TV. And then we had ACTUAL PICTURE QUALITY OMG.
And then I was overcome by searing back pain. That was fun. Well, it wasn't too bad at the time, but about half an hour later we had dinner, and for some reason my back gets worse during dinner (this happened a couple of days ago, too) and afterwards I limped upstairs to lie down and not move for a while. (Around forty minutes; the invention of the iPod was a good thing.) And then there was television! And only mild back pain!
Back pain is still present, by the way. It would be nice if my parents said something sympathetic instead of, "Oh, you don't get enough exercise," and, "Oh, you don't stretch enough." Possibly true to some extent to another; on the other hand, I was having back pain at university when I was walking 10+ miles a week, and it doesn't change the fact that it fucking hurts and Advil doesn't help. My mother is convinced that yoga is the cure.
Of course, I was the one who had to actually clean out the TV media cupboard stand thing, then attach the stand to the TV, then install the TV, which mostly consisted of me looking dubiously at cables and trying to attach them to the TV in the proper order, but eventually I got the DVD player hooked up, the speakers hooked up, the VHS player hooked up, and the antenna hooked up, some of which involved me hauling over a stool so I could actually see the VHS and DVD players (they're up on this shelf above the TV, and as we have mentioned before, I am short), and then set up the TV. And then we had ACTUAL PICTURE QUALITY OMG.
And then I was overcome by searing back pain. That was fun. Well, it wasn't too bad at the time, but about half an hour later we had dinner, and for some reason my back gets worse during dinner (this happened a couple of days ago, too) and afterwards I limped upstairs to lie down and not move for a while. (Around forty minutes; the invention of the iPod was a good thing.) And then there was television! And only mild back pain!
Back pain is still present, by the way. It would be nice if my parents said something sympathetic instead of, "Oh, you don't get enough exercise," and, "Oh, you don't stretch enough." Possibly true to some extent to another; on the other hand, I was having back pain at university when I was walking 10+ miles a week, and it doesn't change the fact that it fucking hurts and Advil doesn't help. My mother is convinced that yoga is the cure.