>What are the odds?!
I had so much work to do today at work, and I should also be spending the day preparing my final discussion posts for class (which is the last thing I had to do this term). I go to work all dolled up in a cute outfit (had a date with the bf planned tonight) and what happens? I’m on the phone with a coworker and I’m trying to read something off of the computer screen and I mention, “Geez I can barely see for some reason! The lights are all flashy.” Then I go about my business and went to tell my old boss about the funny email asking me whether I preferred egg salad or tuna salad as my vegan option for a business lunch (one guess!) and I noticed, geez, those lights still are a-flashin’. He thrusts a handful of ibruprofen in my hand and tells me to go put my sunglasses on because I’m in for it now. In for what?
My first ever migraine! Am I a grad student now or what?!
I sorta felt like Jeanne Moreau in Elevator to the Gallows, disoriented, wandering the streets of
Paris Philadelphia, accidentally running into a dude who called me “baby,” until I finally found a cab and made it home. It was the first ever time I slept with sunglasses on. I slept for a long time but I still doesn’t feel quite right to be looking at the computer screen, so I’m going to rely on Justin to let me know when the full discussion board assignments are up and what I’m supposed to do about them. I wish I had the presence of mind to hit the ATM before I came home (although I should just be thankful that I didn’t get hit by a truck) because now I’m famished and only have $10. I’ll call Scott and we’ll get chinese food and hopefully I’ll feel a little less disoriented. Speaking of, there’s that thud again…I should get off of this thing.
At least Elevator to the Gallows is on. Nothing like French film noir to gleefully darken a day when you wish you could extinguish the sun.