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[unamaga]

In all of the crazy rushing of yesterday (read: walking from W4 Street and 6th Avenue to the 1st Avenue L station at E14th Street, approximately twenty seven blocks, oh my god), I managed to somehow acquire a migraine. It is mighty and nauseating and sort of feels like my sinuses are about to hit the red button and go nuclear, though god knows we don't need the winter that'd bring on, seeing as it's negative fifty bazillion degrees out with the wind chill.

Someone come whisk me away, New York is not cutting it.

To while away the hours until I can actually, like, move in any upward direction, I am going to listen to the_oscar_cat's soothing pod fics, attempt to answer comments, and pretend I am at a gloriously opulent resort in Bali, catching indirect rays and lounging next to an empty pool as a young man - who is conveniently gorgeous and funny - brings me a constant supply of Excedrin, lemonade, and sexy.



Who will join me!

Comments

[polyspaston.livejournal.com]

I am deviod of the headache, but am rather opulent in Crap Weather. Although over here it's FAAAARRR too mild to be winter, and tooo wet even for England, and the land's flooded and there's no way for it to recover, and the mild weather's making it ten times worse. Tortoises everywhere are coming out of hibernation far too early, I am reliably informed.

It's a sad day when tortoises come out of their shells to early, to be sure.

I'd like some Snow and a Proper Winter. Over here, it is perpetually autumn, it's like Narnia gone wrong...:0P