Migraines.

They suck.

The meds for them aren't so convenient either.  They either do a number on your stomach or make you sleep.'

And I slept until 1.   I don't need to sleep more!

But I had to take one, and so I slept again until six.  Then I picked up Crisis Core again.

Now I must put it down so I can sleep again.

Need to be alive in the morning.  And well-fed.  I better stick some canned fruit into the fridge so I can make a breakfast smoothie, because since these things started up again I'm having difficulty eating first thing in the morning again.  Might have to go back to an old high-school standby, hot Ovaltine malts in the morning with a banana.

Ah, bananas.

HERE COMES THE BANANA!

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I can't tell whether my lack olf sleep is made of fail or made of awesome.

I'm going to go to sleep before this gets REALLY silly.

Though banana pudding sounds nice.  Wish I had a glass casserole dish to bake it in.  You cannot bake banana pudding in a metal dish.  First it tastes funny and then it burns.  The pudding, not the taste.

See what I mean?