I am in pain.
Happy birthday to people. Hello to new people.
Wearing: jeans and a navy-blue tank top, just because I hate being in a nightshirt all day.
Reading: lots of magazines - I have a serious backlog. then I will move to books.
Planning: to be flat on my back most of the day, and not a happy fun way.
Feeling: pain on the right side of my face beyond the telling of it. Vicodin doesn't do shit.
Wanting: Chai. And garlic mashed potatoes. Oh, and a baked sweet potato. None of which we have. Want mushy food, but GOOD mushy food.
I go now.