(Holy sweet cow my head is pounding. I have this damn problem with headaches. They’re always there, lingering. Seriously. Sometimes I actually become angry with my own head. Friggin head. Beat head. Damnit).
Unrelated note, but looking back at my day… lunch conversation consisted of (but was not limited to) potty talk and foot ailments. Yes, they shit you so, grown adults talking about someone else (who was not present) and their hideously loud, consistent bathroom behavior. Indeed. I nearly swallowed my tongue.

Note to self: Do not visit women’s restroom at 10 am or 3:10 pm.