5.01

[pdragon76]

So. Show’s back. My sometimes-roomie Flips has grown accustomed and fond of my fangirl ways this year, so we had a bit of a premiere party and hunkered down together for 5.01. There was coca-cola and little Belgian chocolates and pie and possibly some squealing I am never going to admit to outside of this house. Yes. I shamefully confess I

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[a_phoenixdragon]

I had planned to rewatch and share thoughts last night, but halfway home from work I was set upon by the zigzaggy blind spots and promises of migraine to come. The last seventeen hours are a bit of a medicated blur, but the upshot is I think I won. I definitely didn’t lose. Except I still feel vaguely nauseous and a little weird like there’s a second attack waiting. Defilade or enfilade or both. Maybe from above. Somewhere. My experience of the migraine is that they are kind of like a guided missile. Once they’ve deployed, you’re usually kinda screwed. If you’re quick, you can send up a ground-to-air response to try to intercept but the chances are you’re still gonna cop some debris of the flaming white-hot skull-cracking-open kind. *keeps the loopy-inducing anti-migraine pills close at hand* I haven’t had a full-blown migraine in a very long time, and quite frankly…*does not want* They’re about the only things besides Australian episodic drama that can make me want to DIE.

Anyway. I’ma try and watch Show again right now. Jot some stuff down, while I have this window where I can type and watch the TV without vomiting.

Owwwww....

*Sends Uber!Pain!Killer!*

*Massages your temples*

*Dims lights for you*

[pdragon76]

Noggin's back in the game. *chk-chk* Thanks for the dimmed lights and whatnot. Much appreciated. :)

[a_phoenixdragon]

Anytime, darlin'!

*hugs you gently*