My head is killing me. I wish I had a good reason for it like... a hang over or uh ... running with the bulls. But I don't. It's just sinusey stuff.
a couple of my nails are cracked, but I haven't trimmed them down and filed them. They'll get ripped off tonight, I'm sure.
I've typed probably 6 or 7 paragraphs full of rambly stuff and just... backspaced them right out. Speaks volumes.