2008 Day 318
dear blog,
I'm entering the sixth week of my headache. I've decided to name it. After all, we name tropical storms. This is like a tropical storm in my head. Suggestions for names?
I have been to the doctor. There have been scans and whatnot. I shall be returning to the doctor for follow-up.
This is not a migraine. I know this because I have very effective migraine medicine that does nothing, and the migraines always hit the top of my head.
I have some new theories about my headache. I'm considering that instead of my sinuses being full, that perhaps it's that there isn't enough stuff in them. Also, what I was describing as "liquid splashing" in my ears, I believe is actually the sound of air bubbles inside my head popping. I'm also thinking that the fact I can't cry may not just be because I am super tough, but it could be a symptom.
Tomorrow is The Election. Obviously, I'm very excited. I'll be voting for my evil liberal agenda. I'm hoping we'll be able to force everyone into a gay marriage and abort their babies. Mwahahahaha! If nothing else, I'm hoping for healthcare.
School is meh-worthy. Classes are going pretty well. I have written two short stories. One of these two will be developed into a novel for my thesis work, I think.
I'm switching to a new church. Father Tom got taken out of Brennyville this summer. I tried to give the new guy, Father Tony, a shot, but I just can't stand him. He's lazy. I'm switching to St. John's in Foley. I like it a lot better there. I haven't been coming home from church angry like I was at St. Elizabeth's.
Tonight is our band concert at the Paramount. We're dong a movie themed concert. We also have band board elections. I'm running. I really want to be on the band board. After the bit of drama this summer with limiting the band, I really think it's important for a younger person to be on the board instead of the same people who have always been there.
I've been saying that 2008 is the Year of the Patric, but there's only two months left to go! I'm gonna miss 2008!!
I'm entering the sixth week of my headache. I've decided to name it. After all, we name tropical storms. This is like a tropical storm in my head. Suggestions for names?
I have been to the doctor. There have been scans and whatnot. I shall be returning to the doctor for follow-up.
This is not a migraine. I know this because I have very effective migraine medicine that does nothing, and the migraines always hit the top of my head.
I have some new theories about my headache. I'm considering that instead of my sinuses being full, that perhaps it's that there isn't enough stuff in them. Also, what I was describing as "liquid splashing" in my ears, I believe is actually the sound of air bubbles inside my head popping. I'm also thinking that the fact I can't cry may not just be because I am super tough, but it could be a symptom.
Tomorrow is The Election. Obviously, I'm very excited. I'll be voting for my evil liberal agenda. I'm hoping we'll be able to force everyone into a gay marriage and abort their babies. Mwahahahaha! If nothing else, I'm hoping for healthcare.
School is meh-worthy. Classes are going pretty well. I have written two short stories. One of these two will be developed into a novel for my thesis work, I think.
I'm switching to a new church. Father Tom got taken out of Brennyville this summer. I tried to give the new guy, Father Tony, a shot, but I just can't stand him. He's lazy. I'm switching to St. John's in Foley. I like it a lot better there. I haven't been coming home from church angry like I was at St. Elizabeth's.
Tonight is our band concert at the Paramount. We're dong a movie themed concert. We also have band board elections. I'm running. I really want to be on the band board. After the bit of drama this summer with limiting the band, I really think it's important for a younger person to be on the board instead of the same people who have always been there.
I've been saying that 2008 is the Year of the Patric, but there's only two months left to go! I'm gonna miss 2008!!