It hurts to blink

I had a pretty productive and awesome morning, which was immediately followed by an Internet outage in the afternoon, which was itself immediately followed by a migraine. A migraine that I stupidly tried to “power through” by watching back to back episodes of Lost Girl.

This is not an effective migraine treatment.

I have, however, finished the second season, which was the last season available on Netflix. Not to worry, you can watch full episodes of Lost Girl seasons 1 through 3 online at the Showcase website. Thank you Showcase. Congratulations on your recent announcement of Season 4.

I took the last Excedrin Migraine we had at around 5 p.m., which made it possible for me to eat dinner, but now I feel I am in danger of upchucking the entire delicious thing. Surely it will not be so kind to my ailing pallet on the return trip.

You ever notice I start to talk fancy when I get all fucked up? That’s what having an extremely large vocabulary and being an early talker will do to a child. In the real world, I should inform you that I can hardly speak a word. I feel dreadful. Like rotted meat all over.

Adieu.

UPDATE: I did puke. Then mid-puke I decided to flush the toilet because, eew puke. Instead of flushing, it clogged. So I ended up simultaneously puking, plunging and leaning on the counter so I didn’t fall over I to the overflowing toilet. Fortunately, I was quick enough even in my diminished state to clear the clog before it actually overflowed.

Also, it is really gross how much dogs are interested in your throw-up.