Rapidly Stressing Injuries

It’s coursework time of year. Despite never missing a deadline and always working on my computing coursework, it’s still not anywhere near complete, and the deadline is tomorrow.

I’ve been sitting in front of the computer now since 9.10am this morning. I enjoyed my tea using a CD ROM as a coaster, and my lunch was spent looking out the window, because that counted as outdoor activity.

I have a problem with sitting at computers, not just because the coursework is mind numbingly dull or because the school computers have so many restrictions it is virtually impossible to get anything done, but because I’m gay. When I sit at the computer I have to sit like a proper dyke, slouched in my chair. I now have severe repetitive strain injury.

It’s in my back. It’s in my neck. It’s in my wrist, it’s even in my middle finger which I use for twirling the mouse wheel. Natural light pains my eyes. I am a ball of RSI.

A massage is very tempting, and seemingly a double entendre if you are a lesbian. I realise this after mentioning to a number of people how much I would love a massage about now. “Sure you do.”

So yes, no I won’t be attending the alternative rock night in a local pub tonight. I’ll be too busy lying on the floor.

I think I might go lie down.