Thankfully, I worked today. Which means I missed the absolute clustermess that was the Red Sox/White Sox game. Apparently, Beckett pitched well by giving up only 3 runs. Unfortunately the bats decided to protest the fact they had to work on Labor Day and provided pretty much no help.
Meh. We're still up in the Wild Card and I gave up getting too excited about regular season games 5 years ago.
At least that's what I'm telling myself so I can go to sleep tonight.
As I messed around on Facebook tonight, I came to the following realization.
I REALLY miss my friends in New England. Rob, JD, Cyn, Kelly, Josh, Amy, etc... you know who you are. Hope you all had a great Labor Day weekend.
Lastly, migraines suck. Especially when they last for more than one day. Today was a little better; I at least didn't feel the urge to run pell mell to the bathroom because I expected to get sick at any second.
But if someone doesn't take that bowling ball away from the gremlin currently residing inside my forehead there is going to be hell to pay.
On friendship and (more) healing.
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