Whoa is Me

First of all, happy sprogging out of your mom day, snowy_kathryn. I'm glad you made it out!

Secondly, I think you gave me your flu. I didn't know they could be passed through the internet, so I guess it must be some sort of computer virus you gave me. Blargh. I'm all snuffly today, and I had to leave work early yesterday due to an instantaneous migraine. It came from absolutely nowhere. One moment, I'm doing a call, and all of a sudden, there's a big, oily blind spot creeping across my vision. And it got worse by the second.

When I realized I could no longer read anything on my monitor, I had to call it quits. As I was walking home, a car beeped and pulled over. My vision was so screwy I couldn't tell who it was. At first, I thought it was Dmitri. But then I finally realized it was zero_design's Mom. How messed up is that that I couldn't tell them apart? Whoa....

The funny thing is that Zed's Mom apparently has curative powers. I spoke with her for a maximum of twenty seconds, and when I looked away, about half of my vision returned. Whoa....

My vision returned completely by the end of the night, but it was still rather murky, like I was seeing the world through dirty glass. Any time I get a "regular" migraine, it makes me that much happier that I have my old enemy under control.

In other news, I had a customer call up today demanding a "Goop" rate. He repeated this demand several times. He meant "group" rate, of course.

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Waa! My headache just sprang up again. At least there aren't any visual effects. Here's hoping the Advil kicks in pronto. And all of a sudden, I'm freezing. Joy.

Here's another dream for you.

I'm running along an old, overgrown dirt road. Hay grows tall between the wheel tracks. I'm running like mad, because I'm being chased by malevolent flying green apples. They have helicopter propellers, and they can fly much faster than I run. But I run nonetheless, and as a swarm of them catch up to me, I dive into the underbrush to escape them. And then I wake up.

To Those About to Read Links, I Salute You

If I don't reboot my computer soon, I'll be able to outrun it. I'll offload my links, and then ( I'll give the poor silicon critter a break. )

Oh Jeeze

Tomasín: La Madre: So very NSFW. Motherhood is special (thanks, g026r).