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Tuesday, March 30, 2004

A whole new direction

Me: So, wanna take our honeymoon in Nashville, TN instead of Pompano Beach FL?

Aaron: Um, no.

Me: No?
That's funny because that's where I just booked our flights to.

I'm constantly doing things like this lately. It's like my head isn't screwed on straight. So I spend a half hour on the phone with the lady from the airline and all she really seems interested in when I tell her the tickets are for our honeymoon is the details of the wedding. Excuse me lady, are you coming to the wedding? No, I don't think so, just fix my mistake so I can go about my day. Thanks.

I really wasn't rude to her, and I should be thankful she was friendly and helped me, I just didn't feel all that comfortable discussing what garments I would be wearing under my dress with her.

On a lighter note, I had the headache from hell last night. On my way to school I almost had to pull over and lose my lunch my head hurt that bad. I was sure at any moment my head would start spinning around in circles and I'd be spewing green stuff all over the place but alas, I went into class, turned in a paper, walked out, went home, ate some dinner and things seemed to calm down a bit. Thank God. Because the shade of green my face was sporting just wasn't becoming on me.

Now red on the other hand...

So I feel a little better today, headaches like that always feel like hangovers to me the next day. I'm groggy and still have the after effects of a headache. I also believe it could threaten to come back any moment if I move too fast. Feels a little like I've been out drinking the night before and can't remember who, what, where, when, or how. Or maybe I got lit and tried my hand at breakdancing. On my head. On cement. With someone standing on top of me. Yeah, I think that describes it.

Is it 5 o'clock yet?


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