The migraine is now just a numb, hangover-type feeling on the right side of my head and neck. No guarantees as to how “distant” it is.
The Royal Wedding didn’t help. It seems everywhere I turned on the channels, I was confronted with TALKING HEADS giving their opinions of the Royal Wedding.
*rowf*
I wonder if Sion found a place to eat today, with the celebrations going on..
I could join ‘Face in the library. Bring extra wine.
Back from Fuddruckers, where the Boy Scouts were fetching and carrying and whatall for a fundraiser. Tom was baking and selling cookies, a very suitable task. A high school girls’ softball team came in as we were getting ready to leave, prompting a sudden assembly of Boy Scouts in one place ...
I looked at the pictures on the royal wedding thread. The dress was very pretty.
I’ve rarely had a hangover, but “numb” wasn’t involved. More like a coliseum filled with death-metal bands — each not quite playing in a different key — competing for sonic dominance with assorted heavy artillery and military aircraft, whilst three platoons of highland dancers abuse the tin roof of my skull with their all-metal platform shoes.