Just dragged out of bed following several hours of godawful miserableness. Or however that's supposed to be in decent English. Migrane started about noonish, accompanied by standard lack-of-appetite that led to sugar crash that led to general feeling of pile-hood naseau and kill-me-now. It's 10, I was down with the ice pack since about 7 or 8, and now I have the general shakes and I intend to go try to put some protein in my (still blechy) stomach. So much for productivity tonight, though I did get 'Only Fear' nearly finished before the eyes didn't focus any more. And it wasn't as bad as it somethings gets... I wasn't ready to scoop my eyes out of my head. Quite.
My designalaska.com email was down for a whole long time this afternoon, so if you tried to email me there, it bounced. The server seems inaccessible to me still, but that could be any number of things; write to me at ellen @ ellenmilliongraphics.com if you need to get ahold of me, please.
I have my third Tai Chi class tomorrow at 10. I'm enjoying it enormously, even though I started out a few classes behind.