Nov. 1st, 2002

sab: (fell down through hell)
been years since I've had a migraine like this. Complete with nausea and visuals and sound and light sensitivity. Utterly craptacular. Two Vicodin didn't touch it.

so I'm not at work, but after a series of (adorable, understanding, funny) e-mails with the boss, turns out my first official day is Monday and we get a do-over and a fresh week. So there, to all the naysayers, so there. :P

everything else is falling into place, slowly, delicately, with all that deliberate twelvestep twostepping, "tell me exactly what you mean, I don't want to misunderstand you, we need to be careful" and it's working, for the most part, or, at the very least, I feel loved again. RPR still deserves more from me, and my G too, but it's a start. SNK and JW next.

And out of one blurry eye, I did this again:

Answer these using the lyrics of just ONE artist or band: )
sab: (nanowrimo)
So I'm taking advantage of my headache-ridden day to get started on the NaNo novel. So far I have a title. That's something, right?

other NaNo folks, what's your wordcount goal for today (Day 1)

Working title at the moment: Riot

Can't really think beyond that with this migraine, moannnnnn.

[on edit: future NaNoWriMo updates will probably be at the blog, since I might as well use that blog for something other than Saving Farscape. *g*]
sab: (fell down through hell)
OW SERIOUSLY OW.
Any old wives' migraine remedies out there? two vicodin and four advil later I'm ready to try anything. OW FUCK ME OW.

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