"If I don't get tacos, I'll explode. That happens to me sometimes. –Gir, Invader Zim
I think my head is going to explode. I dont' know if it's allergies, sinuses, the weather, stress or just from sitting here staring at a computer monitor all day, but my head hurts. <Whine whine whine> I think that I'm done messing with editing this handbook for the day. I've been typing up corrections and updates all morning and all afternoon (while periodically checking my e-mail, the webpage, and the weather. I thought about posting earlier, but I sent the link to my page to one of my former profs so he could look at the "I Want it to Rain" poem and offer suggestions, and I didn't want to change the rant in case he didn't get to it until later. Oh well. He's clever; if he doesn't see it right away, he'd know to e-mail me back and be all like, "Hey, where'd that poem go that you wanted me to look at?" and then I'd just send a copy of it to him or something, I guess.
But yeah, so back to the headache. It's not really a throbbing or piercing one; it's more like this dull ache that fills my head and makes me think that an icepick would help out a lot right now if I stabbed it between my eyes. I'm leaning toward blaming the weather on it though. The clouds seem to be rolling in pretty thick now, and the wind is picking up. Maybe we'll get another thunderstorm, hehe. Anything for a release… <Ahem!>
Hmm. Well, that all being said, I think that I'm going to just log off and go plop down in Brad's office for a while (after I check my e-mail and page again). Then it's going home time to do yoga. Yay me!
Posted: May 27, 2004 at 3:30 in the afternoon.