FREAKING FUCK MIGRAINES. MINE IS SLOWLY, SLOWLY GOING AWAY BUT I STILL WAS UP AT 2 AM THIS MORNING VOMITING.
I think this all started due to the new type of Shout like stuff I used for my work!waitress shirts because the next day at my office job I could smell the Shout stuff and I could SO SO SO SMELL one of the ladies vanilla perfume. IT SMELLED SO STRONG - AS IF SOMEONE KEPT SPRAYING IT RIGHT UNDER MY NOSE. I could not deal. Smells are so insane when you’re coming down with a migraine. I can’t. IT SMELLED LIKE I WAS RUNNING THROUGH A FIELD OF VANILLA SHOUT STUFF. IT WAS GROSS. I VOMIT ON EVERYONE. I have not been able to put on any type of perfume all weekend from fear of the smell getting inside my head and never leaving for days.
Ugh, here I am up EARLY to go get my blood test. I HATE NEEDLES. HATE. HATE. *cries in corner*
THERE ARE NOT ENOUGH HOURS IN THE DAY. I NEED AT LEAST 3-4 HOURS OF TIME TO DO ABSOLUTELY NOTHING, WORLD. LULZ.
Ugh off to afternoon/night job now.
If I have to read one more thing about axons and parts of the brain and basal ganglia and blahblahbalhityblahblah…I WILL FUCKING SCREAM AND GO GET DRUNK UNTIL I CAN’T WALK.
Also my friend and I had a 10 minute debate over what daemons were called in the His Dark Materials series. Couldn’t remember that shit for the life of me.