mountaineer musings: things that don't make me feel better

so today i have probably the worst headache i've ever had in my entire life. the doc called me in a new med. turns out that they didn't prescribe the last med, the pharmacy filled the wrong one. or the doc wrote the wrong prescription. either way, i've got a new drug today.

spidade was kind enough to come get my debit card, go to the pharmacy & get my meds, then bring it back to me. and he brought my coca-cola up from the car. very important. thank you, spidade, for all of that! though he did try to sneak off w/ my debit card and my car keys still in his pocket. ;)

but over the last few weeks, i've been thinking about it, and i've come up with a list of things that don't make my head feel better.

1) nice as spidade was to get my stuff for me, when he first saw me this morning, he said, "wow. you don't look good at all." or "wow. you look terrible." or "wow. that's the worst hair i've seen since medusa." or "wow. you stepped straight out of a stephen king novel." or "hey, barfgirl, you look like puke." don't remember exactly what he said, but it didn't make me feel better.

2) i'm out of sick time. that definitely makes me feel worse, because i'll blow through my vacation & comp time pretty quickly with any more days like this, and then i'm guessing lower paychecks. that will not help me pay my attorney, and it certainly won't get me that shift key that i apparently need. wah. in a related story, i got my amazon.com gift box to show up. see upper right-hand corner to give me money. thanks!

3) psychos don't make me feel better either, but i've learned to just ignore them. eventually they become like gnats. just blow them off and move on. "hey. you. psycho. you're in my light, can you move?" "hey, psycho, i'm walkin' here." "hey, psycho, let's get this straight. your space. my space. they shouldn't merge." "shoo, psycho, don't bother me."

4) my closet light doesn't make me feel better. the little stringy thingy is stuck, and i can't get the stupid thing to turn off. so i've got light coming in from the window on one side, light coming in from the closet on the other side. i suppose i could unscrew the lightbulb, but it's been on for two days. burned hands wouldn't make me feel better either.

5) i only have about 1/4 gallon of chocolate almond ice cream, 1/2 pints of chunky monkey, peanut butter cup and buttered pecan ice cream, and 1 pint each of uncanny cashew and brownie batter ice cream. that's all only going to last about a day, and then my lack of ice cream will not make me feel better.

6) ooh. spidade was right. looking in the mirror at the living dead doesn't make me feel better either.

7) matt rogers is still on american idol. that doesn't make me feel better. if i have to hear one more joke about how simon scares him or how simon makes him feel, i'm gonna barf. even w/o looking in the mirror. simon's not looking amused, either. i'm thinking matt's friends are using the nikki mckibbin call machine to get him extra votes.

8) i'm just not funny these days. even jay leno and jimmy kimmel are probably funnier than me right now. well, maybe i'm hyperbole-ing just a little.

9) bright light! bright light! bad for headaches.

maybe later i can come up with a list of things that make me feel better. but for now, i'm just going to wallow in my misery and snuggle w/ the kitty cats.