Jaysus...
... it's amazing how I never learn that tequila is Not Good for me. But after the emotional storm this week and the subsequent crying over spilt milk, I figured I'd rather have a headache for a good(-ish?) reason than for a sucky reason.
I feel as if there's a little dwarf (gotten on the third try after swarf and dward) sitting on my cheekbone and jabbing a sampling needle in just beneath it. Repeatedly. Whilst singing the Grunka-Lunka song.
I feel as if there's a little dwarf (gotten on the third try after swarf and dward) sitting on my cheekbone and jabbing a sampling needle in just beneath it. Repeatedly. Whilst singing the Grunka-Lunka song.