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I am Puddleglum.
Nov. 15th, 2007 10:34 amHeadaches started up again last night, stabbing and jabbing at irregular intervals, every few or several seconds. Just in time for bed and making it oh so delightful to try to get to sleep. Wet and dreary morning, making the commute I hate on the absolute best of days a true joy.
And my head hurts.
Fairfax Connector bus pulled away from several of us running for it at West Falls Church Metro, drove the length of the bus bay slowly, looking for all the world like the driver was consciously trying to make folks run in the rain absolutely as far as he could. I was far behind the front-runners and so gave up, assuming that he'd collect them and leave me anyway.
And my head hurts.
Here at the office, both kitchens had a thimbleful of coffee left in the carafe and zero coffee grounds to be made into more coffee. I had to traverse both kitchens and locate and question two different AA types just to get a frackin' cup of coffee this morning.
And my head hurts.
And my head hurts.
Fairfax Connector bus pulled away from several of us running for it at West Falls Church Metro, drove the length of the bus bay slowly, looking for all the world like the driver was consciously trying to make folks run in the rain absolutely as far as he could. I was far behind the front-runners and so gave up, assuming that he'd collect them and leave me anyway.
And my head hurts.
Here at the office, both kitchens had a thimbleful of coffee left in the carafe and zero coffee grounds to be made into more coffee. I had to traverse both kitchens and locate and question two different AA types just to get a frackin' cup of coffee this morning.
And my head hurts.
