Not much to say. First off, I really fucking hate these migraines. And I'm out of the damn excedrin. I'll be damned if I try to sleep this one off.
So here's to a pounding head and crappy memory.
On a side note: I do remember that I was talking to people and that my dad turned off the fucking wifi before I could say goodbye despite the fact that he had promised me Friday nights for my Werewolf: The Apocalypse rp group. Asshole.
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