I woke up with a nasty ache in my neck, not unusual thanks to a deteriorating disk in the upper region of my spine, a condition I blame on an innocent yet bad decision to play high school quarterback my senior year. This pain comes and goes at unpredictable times, usually more common in times of stress. This time, thanks to my week of not-doing-anything vacation, the only stress is reading Infinite Jest.
By mid-morning and after a few neck-stretching exercises prescribed by a doctor with a heavy German accent who I visited a few years ago (and who also put me on Zyban in the hopes that I would quit smoking, but I only ended up breaking out in the worst case of hives in recorded SoT history), the neck started feeling a bit better; still stiff with the point of pain only occurring only with my head in an up-and-to-the-right direction.
As you can imagine, a literal pain in the neck is a decided disadvantage when attempting to fulfill this week's goal of finishing IJ. Already through the first 100 pages, I found the old repulsion to returning. I know this is something that has to be fought, but I'm weak, especially when I have a deteriorating disk screaming for attention.
Nonetheless, I soldiered on, never really finding a comfortable position or a preferred method of cross-referencing endnotes. The results for Day 2 (or the Day of the Deteriorating Disk's Pain in My Neck):
149 pages of text
Leaving me with a grand total of 258 pages and 84 footnotes finished.
No passage to quote today.