Bring Me the Head of Barry Manilow!

For some reason, that line just popped in my head. I was sitting here thinking about how all I wanna do is change out of my work clothes and crawl into bed -- my head feels like it's stuffed with cotton on the inside and being pounded on from the outside -- and suddenly there is Denis Leary in the back of my head proclaiming he's gonna have a Barry Manilow skull keg party! If you haven't seen it, it's from No Cure for Cancer, a Leary stand-up. So funny! But whatever it is that is causing el dolor en mi cabeza is most decidedly not funny!

I think I might have a sinus infection. If not, I think I'm developing seasonal allergies because this is the third year I can remember suddenly hating life at this time of year for no apparent reason. I wouldn't even know that was a possibility were it not for the fact that Jason's head tends to explode during this time of year. He's got allergies bad. I never had anything even resembling an allergy until a few years ago -- but the past few years, I seem to have these eposides where my head thinks exploding might be a good option. I simply cannot accept that I might have another cold or flu. There are similar symptoms, but they're just not quite the same! Well, whatever it is, I hope the doctor I'm seeing tomorrow can tell me, 'cuz I'm about done with this perpetual malaise!

So I think it's time for me to get back to my reading (definitely up for some of that right about now) and I want to re-do this page soon and make it look a little more interesting, even if it just means using a different template. I'll have to save all my html stuff somewhere so I can poach it again! But for now, I'm off . . . off the computer, out of these dang clothes and into a bathrobe or something, and off to bed! Nighty night!