This isn’t a real post because migraines can die in a fire. I just wanted to tell you to have a good week, and to love yourself. I’ve spent a pretty good amount of time in the last 12 hours wishing I could die, and not in a suicidal way. Totally in a I-can’t-do-anything-to-feel-better kind of way, which might sound the same, but totally isn’t.
In other news, I took a bunch of quizzes online today, and I’ve learned that my ultimate job in the 16th century is a mercenary, my “secret” twin is Loki the Norse troublemaker, and that I have more migraines that President Obama. All good things to know about oneself, I think.
To feel good this week, I’m staring at pictures of Boggle. He really does help. Here’s one before I go:
Lues
Rory