I'm sitting here beside the greasy empty plate, wiping my hands on my now-transparent napkin after polishing off my Pizza Hut lunch.
Greasy. Goodness.
Originally, Alex and I had a date to go to Myth on the Danforth for Winterlicious. But I spent the entire day on the couch with a killer migraine, watching Season 2 of Lost.
Don't get me wrong, I LOVE Lost.
But I felt a bit like a sloth. And the pizza probably didn't do much to fix it. But it did make for yummy greasy leftovers for eating in front of my computer at lunch today.
With a headache still nagging nagging nagging. And migraine meds not working.
It's OK - as long as I close my eyes every once in a while and rest them, I'm OK. The work actually helps me not think about how much it hurts.
I'm tired of laying down on the smelly couch. I needed to get out.
Plus, I have a dinner date for Winterliciousness at the Boulevard Cafe tonight - I can't miss BOTH yummy meals!
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