Migraine.

Despite it being April 2nd, my body decided to pull an April Fools' joke on me.

I woke up, and I had a little irritation behind my left eye.  Nothing big.

I have breakfast, and after I finish, the irritation got worse.  I go inside.  I take two Excedrin.  Nothing happens.  I wait for a bit.  Nothing happens.

I go to the Union Store to buy super-overpriced Sudafed.  I pop a pill.  Nothing happens.  It gets worse.  There's a little finger in my skull poking my eye from behind.

Oh fuck I have to take a test for German.

I call Mom.  Mom tells me that eye pain is nothing to fool around with and advises me to go to the doctor.  I write a sloppy note for Frau Angelika.  I beg her to excuse me.  She demands a doctor's slip with date, time and phone number.  I go to the Student Health Center.

I wait for my appointment.  Around 10:10 AM, the pain magically disappears.  Wonderful.

I go see the doctor anyways.  She tells me it was probably a migraine due to a mix of congestion, humidity, sinus pressure and stress and (thankfully, I guess) nothing serious.

I get a copy of my record, and I'm praying she will accept it.

Now I'm in Hodges, working on the Opera story.  At least I can get that done.

Screw getting sick.

I wanted to record a few songs this week.  But I got sick, and my voice is totally shot.

Right now, I'm on two Mucinexes, sudaffed, and two tylenol.  It's not as bad as the one I had last semester during finals.  That one was horrible.

It's a mild cold, but it's annoying.

I went to the Student Health Center.  I told her everything I was doing, and she just said, "yeah, you have a cold.  Just keep doing what your doing."

LSU baseball is playing mediocre.  Ol' Skip Bertman can't seem to hire a good baseball coach, even though baseball is his own sport.  (Bertman is considered one of the top two or three college baseball coaches of all time.  He won five College World Series in a decade's span (1991, 1993, 1996, 1997, 2000.))

Our men's basketball team sucked too.

Well, at least we have our football team and our beautiful crystal football.  Nice.

Lady Tigers basketball is in the Sweet Sixteen.  Sylvia Fowles is a weast (woman beast= weast).