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Oct. 9th, 2007
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DO NOT WANT
Oct. 9th, 2007 01:14 pm
Well, my appraisal is obviously fated not to happen, because last time I was off sick and this time I got struck with a bloody great migraine.
So now I'm at home, feeling like I've been shot in the eye. Also, I saw a friend on the train, who after sympathising proceeded to talk at me ALL THE WAY HOME. For quite a bit of it about how awfully incapacitating migraines are, and how you just want to curl up in the quiet. Can we say irony? I think we can.
As a measure of how much of a vegetable I have become, I realised halfway home from the station I had my brolly up and it wasn't raining any more. When I put it down, it was completely dry. I have absolutely no idea when the rain stopped.
So now I'm at home, feeling like I've been shot in the eye. Also, I saw a friend on the train, who after sympathising proceeded to talk at me ALL THE WAY HOME. For quite a bit of it about how awfully incapacitating migraines are, and how you just want to curl up in the quiet. Can we say irony? I think we can.
As a measure of how much of a vegetable I have become, I realised halfway home from the station I had my brolly up and it wasn't raining any more. When I put it down, it was completely dry. I have absolutely no idea when the rain stopped.