leftunspoken's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Frankly, I'd prefer locusts. I've had a headache for five days. Not a severe, wrath of God kind. More of a dull, behind the eyes, down the back of the head, all the way into my shoulders kind. You know, the ones that make you want to stick your whole head in a bucket of ice water, even if it means drowning. Maybe I need a massage. Maybe I need to get laid. Both solutions sound pleasant, although not likely. I guess I'll have to settle for my current system of downing useless analgesics every few hours, keeping one eye closed, and cupping my face in my hand every time I try to think. 1:24 p.m. - January 21, 2003 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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