Like an autistic gerbil

So because my last post was whingy, lots of positive stuff here!

I had a client call and tell me that I'd fixed her knee and ankle (she had been terrified she wouldn't be able to walk anymore), and she was really happy! Positive feedback is nice. Also, I straightened Neil's toes so that his foot didn't hurt him anymore.

Neil: I feel guilty when I take advantage of you being a massage therapist, but this foot's been really bugging me...
Me: Hah. Yesterday, when I said that I felt guilty over making you help me with physics, you said, "If everyone else in the class had me to help them, don't you think they'd use that extra resource?"
Neil: That's different!
Me: It's not, but anyway, I'm happy to do it.
Neil: Okay.

I finished my lab today a little early, which is unusual, but I prepped the hell out of it yesterday, and I feel really good about the payoff.

Also, my lab partner for Physics thinks my self-mocking commentary is amusing.

Erin, after she accidentally kicked my chair: Whoops, sorry, didn't mean to bump you there.
Me: That's okay -- physics makes me rock back and forth like an autistic gerbil anyway.
Erin: *starts cracking up*
Me: No, really, I mean it. Look at me twitching!

(She didn't seem to realize it actually does make me twitch. Maybe that means I'm hiding it better than I think.)