If I was a practical person, I might just pack up and go home. But I am not and here I stay, trying to concentrate and work through this damned headache. I don’t think it’s stress-related. I’m getting a lot of pressure put on me at work but oddly enough I am not minding it one bit. I am refusing to get caught up in it. Right now I would very much like to lay down and fall asleep. That ain’t gonna happen. I can’t even wish for 5:00 because I have an event this evening I must attend and then afterward I am meeting up with Lisa. I took a Tylenol earlier but it hasn’t done a thing. All things pass. All things pass. Ice Cream and Charles Bronson.