• Mood: crushed

Ow.

"When my head works again", I said, and now I am mid-migraine - one that lasted all through the night and some extremely upsetting dreams - and I can't claim that it's really working, so I shan't do a party update just now.

Walking to the tube station this morning I passed a house with "Jesus Lives In This House" (etc) notices in the windows. I was desperately tempted to go and knock on their door and tell them exactly what I'd been doing and thinking for the previous 48 hours, show them my badges, tell them about my partners and then wander off again. But I'm good, so I didn't.

Came back and looked at 140204 - can't say "made the mistake of looking" because I've checked it lots and nothing has hurt until now. All sorts that I'd like to say and can't. But I hurt a lot, and still somehow not quite enough.

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