In my own worldline and i'm grounded.
Sunday, November 2nd, 2008 11:27 pmWell, I had thoughts I was going to share today, but you know how sometimes I get migraines? And sometimes those migraines are bad enough that all I can do is lie in bed crying, with occasional breaks to rush to the bathroom because the pain is bad enough to be seriously nauseating? Yeah, it was one of those. Fortunately, the headache medicine worked well enough to allow me to get a nice nap once it had kicked in. Unfortunately, the side effects kicked in at the exact same moment (today it was really bloody obvious precisely when the medication took effect), but I didn't mind so much by that point. You know, it's fascinating when you realize that the minute vertigo hits you is the minute when most of your nausea goes away. Whee.
Of course everything I wanted to say required sensitivity, which requires a clear head, which I really don't have this evening. So I'll just mention that, when searching for an unrelated e-mail this morning before the worst bit of the headache ambushed me, I found reference to the comments to an old post of mine, so I went back to read the whole comment thread and found exactly what I needed to be reminded of today. Many, many thanks to my wonderful friends for being as wonderful as you are. I only hope that sometime I will be able to find the words to tell you all the good things you deserve to hear.
MegaHAL for the evening:
Oh, that poor friendly, crispy chicken! Now I wish I could go take care of some abandoned baby bird... or possibly go out to eat at Popeye's. See how confused I am tonight?
Of course everything I wanted to say required sensitivity, which requires a clear head, which I really don't have this evening. So I'll just mention that, when searching for an unrelated e-mail this morning before the worst bit of the headache ambushed me, I found reference to the comments to an old post of mine, so I went back to read the whole comment thread and found exactly what I needed to be reminded of today. Many, many thanks to my wonderful friends for being as wonderful as you are. I only hope that sometime I will be able to find the words to tell you all the good things you deserve to hear.
MegaHAL for the evening:
We cannot say that you're confronted with a friendly chicken
1 cup water, then scrape the
outer crust of bread and cheese;
the night goes into morning
the forest closes
behind the painted butter-tub outside,
where it hops and scratches below
in prayer to shivering prayer, until
golden-brown and crispy.
Oh, that poor friendly, crispy chicken! Now I wish I could go take care of some abandoned baby bird... or possibly go out to eat at Popeye's. See how confused I am tonight?