You will all taste my head meat.

Didn't wind up going to work today. The migraine has geared up to rather nasty pitch and is now accompanied by nausea, so I slept most of the day. Well, when Yuki wasn't sitting outside the bedroom door yowling for admission anyway.

I hate the migraine. It's not just the feeling that my head is going to explode, showering everyone in the vicinity with bile and exposed head meat. It keeps me from getting any damn thing done. There was supposed to be Mabon ritual thing but I've been pretty well ordered to skip that. Working on Affils would be an exercise in torture. Even the miso ramen exacerbated the nausea. At this rate, the only thing I'm going to be equal to today is watching tonight's episode of Lost.

Fuck a bunch of this. I am at least going to play a little bit of Nightlife. I'll stop if it starts to hurt too much, but I'm bored and can't really feature getting into a new book or rereading an old one right now. Argh.