I'm a well read grad student who's bluntly honest about all things, although I try to be most honest about myself.
Got to work, destroyed a pair of pants trying to get spots off. Realized the spots weren't just on pants and that the minor, negotiable migraine had turned into something blinding. Took five minutes with eyes closed and it had abated enough for me to drive home safely and call in sick.
Oh, that's how it's going to be, worst migraine I've had yet. Turned light/volume down on computer. Since I can't get rid of daylight, gonna watch some episodes of Strange Calls to calm me down while I try to nap this motherfucker off.
Then have to call into work again and make sure I get sick day pay - oops, forgot to ask and cannot deal right now.
If you don't hear from me later today, I'm still in sleeping off migraine land.