There's something in the air.
Well, it WAS in the air. Now it has traveled up my nose and imbedded itself in my sinus cavities. They are cavities no more. They are clogged like last week's kitchen sink drain. My head has been throbbing above the eye sockets since last night. My best friends acetaminophen, ibuprofen, and aspirin have let me down.
It does not behoove you to annoy Mrs. Hillbilly Mom. Like that loud-shouter on my right at the teacher lunch table. And the son who slammed the front door when he arrived home from roboting. And the three dogs who yip and yap from 11:00 p.m. to 7:00 a.m.
I feel like I have an ice cream headache. But without the delicious mint chip or french silk treat. Something's gotta give. Because this head pain gives me a pain between my shoulder blades.
And makes me a pain in everyone else's nether regions.