...as does having a migraine headache, which -- knock on wood -- is finally gone. i hate taking medicine but this past week i've kept the makers of excedrine, goodys and aleve in business. if you've never had one, you're lucky. if you i have, i feel for ya.
this week has been a little lazy. of course, i'm coming off my birthday celebration, which lasted more than two weeks. i had to work six days this week, too, on top of that monster i just mentioned.
did you see the braves game last night? ugh! it was a mess. i was all in the mood for a pitcher's dual (my favorite part of the game) but it ended up being a "we can still win..." feeling. i'm a fan to the end so even with two outs in the bottom of the ninth, eight runs behind, i still was believing. then i went to burger king.
i made it out to the rail-lined dance floor last night but only made my rounds a couple times. the lights and noise proved too much. i rested well afterwards although i dreamedof my grandmother, my mom's mom, and she looked awesome, walking in the yard.
then, i dreamed i was almost killed. i was with raven cleaning out her old house. when i was leaving, i opened the door to find two rifles leaning against the steps and this man rushing me back into the house. i thought about running but couldn't. he pointed the rifle at my temple and was about to pull the trigger when i sat up in bed. talk about weird. i never have nightmares...
alright, i need to work.
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