I concluded the couple of weeks of health updates with nothing in the way of interesting detail to gawp at, but have to note that today and last night, both during periods of intense stress (exacerbated), my tremor's been going like a fuggin' rocket. I call it a high 4. The cut on my index finger from a moment of clumsiness a few days ago still hasn't fully healed, and I almost dealt myself another last night.

Knew it would be a bad evening. I'd planned to watch my new DVD and then go right to bed. Uh, yeah.

I'm going to see The Water Horse tonight. No spoilers plz *covers eyes while linking to IMDb*. Monsters are nice. Even if the eponym does turn out to be a kelpie, it won't be wasted time. (If the film's as crap as Eragon, it will be wasted money.)