migraines suck

well, thats about it. they make me want to barf, but becuase they make eating terrible, there is nothing to come up. Also, its like having a tuning fork stuck inside your head. And if i had perfect pitch (thank goodness i dont), it would be like an OUT OF TUNE tuning fork going off for hours.

Fortunately, no one is in the office this week, so i get to sit in my sweatshirt and cozy up, and watch a movie or two. funny, even the exec's suggested i bring them in. I think i might have caused my migraine yesterday (or re-aggrevated it) by shredding about 10 pounds of paper.

Maybe i will work on a picture and scan it in, so ya'll know what it looks like for me. that is, if i ever get the last part for the dang printer.