There's really no spin I can put on this. I'm wiped out. I've been slipping in and out of a migraine for days. Even when my head doesn't hurt, the rest of me feels disconnected. Weird taste in my mouth, bad temperature regulation, all the muscle tone of a Ziploc bag full of tapioca pudding. I'm not smart enough to come up with three good paragraphs tonight. I'm gonna let that puppy out for one last pee, take my night time pills, and switch on the sleep apnea machine.
As misery loves company, I can note that I have been told Lord Grumpus has been as tired and cranky as I have been today. But she is cuter when she sleeps.
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