…a tumor, that is. At least I hope it isn’t. We are on week four of headaches and a general pain in the neck. Last night knocked me out…almost…but I managed to stumble out to my car and through the aisles at Vons to get some Excedrin Migraine and something to eat…although nothing, and I [...]
…a tumor, that is. At least I hope it isn’t. We are on week four of headaches and a general pain in the neck. Last night knocked me out…almost…but I managed to stumble out to my car and through the aisles at Vons to get some Excedrin Migraine and something to eat…although nothing, and I mean nothing sounded good. I really need to seek medical attention of some sort, but I just don’t have the motivation. Perhaps when the pain is so bad that I curl up in the fetal position and start sucking on my thumb will I find the time to make an appointment. Oh wait, that was last night…sans the appointment-making.
I’m feeling slightly better today, though. I can’t take another pill until later tonight…but at least I had time to stop by Yum Yum donuts this morning. It’s amazing how donut can make your day a little brighter.
I’m bummed that I missed out on the Mile of Men this morning…Brian and myself have discussed how fun it would be to participate. But seriously, ladies…who needs a mile of men when you have two classy, single, available guys at NGS East, 2.0? An Apartment of Men is more like it…feel free to come on over. ;) And Brian is gone this next week anyway, so that makes the odds for me even better.
Speaking of which, Valentine’s Day is coming up. And I don’t think I need to say anything else.
Jars of Clay is tonight and I had really wanted to go see them…but alas, no one could come along with me. The jury is still out on whether I will go tonight or not. We’ll see how I’m feeling after work. But I am looking forward to baking Brian’s balls this evening. Bowling balls, that is. Stay tuned for a future FFM.
And that’s all for now…more later.