I have a headache.
I have a headache.
I have a wicked headache.
Not wicked as in cool,
but wicked as in bad.
And not bad as in good,
But bad as in bad.
Not bad as in Michael Jackson,
But bad as in Michael Jackson.
You get me?
This is the part where I curl up under my desk with my binky and not answer my phone. And then ultimately my coworkers will find me under my desk and I have to pretend I am fiddling with cables or something. Oh hey, I have another USB slot here, etc.
Head on! Apply it directly to your forehead!
Actually, don’t… I think it has some horrible toxic chemicals in it.
Strangely - I have had a headache too all day, actually since last night. And I feel a little woozy. It’s all this damned rain and mold clogging up my insides!
This morning one of my Chinese students said, “You don’t look very well today.” Yeaaaaaaah. Thanks for that.
I hope you feel better!
A big shout out for “Post’n Hurt” annie.
U definitely got game as a bloggerhustleSTUD….I mean that in a good way.
Hi Annie! I just bought your book last weekend, and currently reading it
I LOVE IT! I can relate to it sooo much, haha. Keep on writing!
i believe it is technically called a usb port. just sayin.
One bourbon, one scotch and one beer.
RT: I think a nap maybe.
Ms. Biz: My coworkers tell me that everyday. LIke you look like poop. Aww thanks!
Jon: I’m glad I got the hustle.
Steph: THanks!!!! I’m glad you enjoyed it and I also hope I can keep on writing. It’s hard you know.
Anh: Oh, you some kind fo GENIUS are you? GO away.
Debora: Oh god that would kill the headache and me. IT sounds like a delicious way to go though.