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I came home with a headache today, and it lasted through two hours of Eddie Izzard from Netflix, only abating somewhat under a dose of Alleve.
Let me tell you, laughing when you have what feels like a vise from your left temple to the back of your head is no fun at all.
Hopefully it was just a headache, and not the precursor to something that will keep me home. I should know in the morning, though.
Let me tell you, laughing when you have what feels like a vise from your left temple to the back of your head is no fun at all.
Hopefully it was just a headache, and not the precursor to something that will keep me home. I should know in the morning, though.