Welcome Back To Oregon! Here's Your Headache

Birthday - President Richard M. Nixon (37th President)
Martyrs' Day (Panama)

 

I woke up with my traditional Back To School Colossal Migraine.  My alarm clock’s ring usually puts me in mind of pencils getting jammed into my ears; today it was like a power drill being stuffed in there.

 

I flailed a bit and turned it off.

 

There was no Advil. It went AWOL somewhere between Utah and Oregon.

 

“I can do this!” I said heroically to myself. “I can go to these morning classes and work at the bookstore despite this Death Headache!”

 

Then I turned on the bathroom light, and my head promptly exploded.

 

Who am I to push myself past my endurance? I slept through my first class.  I figure that the first day isn’t anything that can’t be made up, and that if there was something important, I would have missed it anyway.