Nov 27, 2008 04:44
Just one of those mornings it feels like my face was smashed in with a hammer, and the resulting mess was held together by several vice-grips. For no reason. No alcohol or excessive loud noise or physical activity last night. Whatever.
Excedrin to the rescue. Breakfast of champions.
...Actually, Brandon got up with me for once and is making me eggs and spinach. hehehe.