Right. I woke up with the headache from hell today. I was feeling absolutely shit (compared to relatively so, like what that stuff in the toilet must feel like). I was trying to go about my daily doings as well as I possibly could, but by late lunchtime I surrendered and curled up on the sofa under a blanket, ear plugs in my (*drumroll*) ears. And as I was contemplating life and the universe and everything, as you do when you're trying to ignore the pounding in your head that just has to be a brain tumour, I started thinking of hell. Something along the lines of how hell might just possibly mean curling up under a blanket on a sofa, et cetera. And then I thought, "well, if this is what hell is like, there's a chance you might actually get used to it after a while". And as if the devil was spying on me and deciding that "no way, I'll teach you what bloody hell is about, you twit", the headache got even worse. And then worse. And then suddenly slightly better. Now it's just like a normal headache again, so I decided to pick up where I left up this lunchtime.
Oh, and did I mention I'm out of aspirins?
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