Made a 3 at contest. Robert blames himself. Nicole blames him as well. o.o;
I blame mostly apathy and a lack of practice. But I played my part pretty well, methinks.
My mom gave me some medicine that was intended for migraine-y strength headaches. Worked (most of the time, by the point where I request medication, nothing does). I shall remember that medicine and use it often in the future. MMm, having parents in the medical profession...
My back and neck are sore. Lovely. I still don't even want to think about food, but at least I no longer worry I'll throw up my toenails. (Oh, there's a lovely image)
I think I'll piddle around a bit before going back to bed.