I know, I know, you've heard this song before too. Go away, if it bores you. Go away, if it's not interesting, or too overdramatic, or silly beyond words, or just depressing, or whatever. Go away. Because hey, you're already not HERE, does it matter to me how much further you go?

*sighs*

I've SO taken more painmeds than I should have, today. I always do this - the first day or two after I get a new bottle, I enjoy them, taking more than I should and spending a full 24 hours without any pain. My 'reward', if you will, for going through the crap it usually takes to GET them. My chance to rest and enjoy life.

However, courtesy of the thing in my belly, taking medication leaves me exceptionally queasy now. So I'm going off it for at least as long as it takes for me to be in screaming agony.

And I'm going to get some sleep.

I'd planned, right now, to be on the phone, happy. I'd planned, in a little while, to be back off the phone, updating briefly, writing a bit, setting my alarm for morning and then getting up to be productive.

I made all this grand plans. Now, though... ehh. Fuck it all.

Now I'm going to bed.