Ow, I hit my head!

Well... actually, here's the thing. I did NOT hit my head. I did nothing to my head out of the ordinary. In fact yesterday I took better care of my head than I usually do.

But this AM I wake up with splitting headache.... the kind that makes the stomach tumble (and not in the delicious poppy Culture Club 'I'll Tumble for You' sort of way).

Maybe the Sgt. will make some chicken soup and rub my tummy eh?
Well... I boy has to dream doesn't he?

Hey!

I just fixed a typo.... a green/blue Koosh to the person who tells me what it was.


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It makes no sense, but the internet would never lie to me

I am:


Congratulations, you're New Orleans, the wild city.
What US city are you? Take the quiz by Girlwithagun.

Oh, I don't know.... the capital of Vermont?

Yeah, I know it's nice outside.
Yeah, I know.

I'll promise to take a walk later...

but right now.... people are crazy.

I should consider myself lucky. In some parts of the world, it's dangerous just to go outside. In my part of the world, it (seems) safe to go outside, it's the answering of phones and reading of emails that contains my daily dose of peril.