my ankles are swollen

it started last weekend. this hasn't happen, to this degree, since april/may 2006. they got really swollen. the doctors sent me for ultrasounds and catscans and found nothing. couldn't figure it out. all the could come up with was the heat was affecting me. but i was like...i grew up in miami and this never happened before. eventually it went away. and now it came back. so weird because i was heavier last year so it doesn't seem to correlate to weight. and i don't think its a salt thing because when i eat too much salt i get other symptoms. and..the heat? i lived in miami last year and this didn't happen.

the only thing i can think of is that i'm working long hours at a job where i sit all day. last time this happened is when i worked at PlanetTran and i was on a computer all day. and it happened around the same time of year. in 2007 i had a job at BNN at this time BUT i was only there for a couple of hours and i was up and down and all over the place. it wasn't sedentary. so that must be it.

i haven't gotten any physical activity. i go from sitting in one place to sitting in another to laying down. i never have time for anything else. and when i do i'm so tired i have no energy for it. i'm trying hard to get my work done this week so i'm not swamped this weekend and i can go in the pool and get the blood circulating.

just wanted to document this. these blogs are so awesome for that kind of stuff. thats how i found out when i last had this affliction.

CRANK COLA

My very first Final Cut editing project. I will get better with time. I promise.

update

my teacher's last day was on thursday. we had a little going away party for him. its all in the director's hands now. he's going to be our teacher for the next 2 weeks as he was scheduled to from the beginning. so he has an extra 2 weeks to find a suitable replacement. *fingers crossed*

Whats gonna happen with school now?

today was the crappiest monday to date.

first i woke up so tired i wanted to cry. but i managed to drag myself into the car. we forgot to get gas this weekend so i was close to E. oh great. but no time to fill up, we're running late. so i get to the mccarthur causeway to drop off ed at work and the entire bridge is a parking lot. fuuuuuuck. so now there's no doubt i'm gonna be late to class. but then all the traffic the stop and go i draining my gas. the light turns on next to the gage. i finally get to the beach, drop off ed and go to get gas. now the pump i go to, the regular nozzle is broken. grrr. so i go to another one. of course i'm filling up my tank in the most expensive place possible (south beach). so i get back on the highway and go to north miami beach. i call my teacher and tell him i'm running late. i get to school like 10 min late. when i walk in everyone has a really long face. like someone just died or something. my teacher had just broken the bad news.

he was offered a job back in cali (where he's originally from) and he's leaving in 2 weeks. *this is the sound of my world crumbling*. i'm too tired to go into the many ways we're being screwed. i'll shortly list them. either A. we get a teacher who's a complete asshole like our asshole director (my teacher's boss). B we get a teacher that doesn't know enough and we get a half assed education. C. the d-bag of a director can't find a teacher and postpones the class till God knows when. Which will totally screw me. so right now the first 2 don't sound so bad.

so yeah. some other crappy stuff happened after that (hit my knee, got blocked out of the entrance to my building, tried to take a nap and couldn't sleep) but the worst was the teacher stuff.

keep your fingers crossed for me. i've come this far, worked this hard, it would be devastating to have that all ruined due to circumstances beyond my control.