Nothing screams “Good morning, world” like a migraine so fierce you wake up dizzy, immediately followed by nauseous. S’why breakfast today consisted of donut holes from Jim’s Donuts, tea, and Vicodin. I had planned on getting some shit done this morning. We’ll see if that happens now. Seems like it’s gonna be one of those days.
. . . aaand now the tiny retarded dog upstairs is performing its annoying, staccato high-pitched barking routine. It probably senses that I hate it. And/or that my head wants to explode.
Christ. Yeah, definitely gonna be one of those days.
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