The headache I was hoping to sleep off is still lingering. Awoke after only three hours down and was unable to get back to sleep because of it. Now I'm up to eat a pudding pop and drink some milk (both dairy; coats the stomach) along with two Excedrin. Moral of the story? Next time forget the namby-pamby "natural" solution and go straight for the drugs.

In other news.....well, there isn't much. Things are chugging along here like normal. I've hit one of those lulls where I'm bored and yet I recall that the cosmic universe has a sense of humor and that it's best not to complain too much about things being dull because sometimes the solution is excitement of the kind you'd rather not have. So, all things considered, perhaps it's best I have nothing major to report at this time.

I am going on a trip next month; a little "me time" to replace what my Louisville trip was to me before I started taking Madalyn. I'll be attending Beatles Fest West in San Francisco. I'm looking forward to it, needless to say. Despite having grown up three hours away I have not spent much time in the Bay Area at all. We always went south since that's where all our relatives were. The bands at this festival also appear at Abbey Road on the River so this will be a nice little interlude to tide me over until the next AROTR. I plan to stay an extra day and do some sightseeing, as well.

Alas, my head starts to feel better and the alarm rings in four hours, so I'm afraid that's as interesting as it gets for tonight.