Squee! I need lots of squee today, I think. I’m still hungover from yesterday. I was totally worthless when I got home.
I just got back from turning in my prescription, and picking up the one for my neck and I’m waiting for the pain killer to kick in. (Which sounds worse for public eyes and ears: “morphine” or “pain killer?”) For the first time, I hit all the lights red. Both directions. Wassupwithat?
Now, I need to go have a steroid treatment and start my day for real.