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i woke up dead this morning.

i imagine this is what a hangover must feel something like; i wouldn't know.
My head hurt so much that every time i moved, the entire world flared out white.
This was with my eyes closed.
Everything hurts.
Thinking about my eyes is excrutiating.
My morning proceeded this way, through sixteen extra-strength tylenol, until i just gave up, fell into my couch, and put an ice pack on my head.
Once it had sat there and cooled my fever (103, if you're wondering), my head was sufficiently numb for me to prepare myself a bowl of clear broth and a box of saltines. My head feels a little better now, but every time i cough, i'm afraid my head exploded, only to be disappointed by it's persistant non-detonation.
If it blew up, at least i wouldn't have this sinus pressure.

Please take this post as an invitation to smother me in affection.
Unless this is John, in which case you can show your affection by leaving me be for a bit.

Courtesy,
Sushi.