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Migraine Day
Sep. 30th, 2004 04:15 pmMy head hurts. Make it stop. No, really: Ow!
My Mental Health Day has evolved into a realio trulio sick day. If I were at work I would be alternately snapping peoples head off and hiding at my desk with my head in my hands, so.
The quest to clean up the condo has proceeded across approximately one square foot of countertop and a load of dishes. I have to leave for the booksigning in an hour. This is so not good.
Also, before I forget: my email (misha-at-annelon.net) is down, so we'll just revert to misha-at-drizzle.com and I'll have to wade through the spam. Whee.
My Mental Health Day has evolved into a realio trulio sick day. If I were at work I would be alternately snapping peoples head off and hiding at my desk with my head in my hands, so.
The quest to clean up the condo has proceeded across approximately one square foot of countertop and a load of dishes. I have to leave for the booksigning in an hour. This is so not good.
Also, before I forget: my email (misha-at-annelon.net) is down, so we'll just revert to misha-at-drizzle.com and I'll have to wade through the spam. Whee.
