icarus_chained | Complaining - ignore as necessary

Lovely, fabulous, joyous coincidences: the morning you're trying to pull out of an absolute fucking whopper of a migraine, some lovely soul decides it's a great day to start strimming the neighbourhood grass. Fuck you, mister. Fuck you.

I managed to take painkillers and sleep through the bulk of it last night, barring waking up a few times and dreaming (?) about my face pulsing, but it was still hanging around today and just ... so lovely of that man. And, yes, it's a sunny Saturday, when else are you going to do the grass, I get it, but the noise ... let's just say rhythmic mechanical shredding noises DO NOT go well with migraine. At all. I woulda killed him if it didn't hurt to get out of bed.

I hate these things so much. There are times when I want to just chop the whole left side of my head off and have done. Not really, but you know. Every time I end up with one I keep thinking "If thine eye offend thee, pluck it out". Left eye, specifically. I'm not going to, I just vividly imagine it sometimes.

(Side note, this may help explain why I’ve been so irritable the past couple of days. I sometimes get like that in the run-up to these things).