Ugh

Guess who's staying home sick for the second day in a row? A combination of looming migraine, what feels like a flare-up of the Epstein-Barr, and hellacious PMS means being upright for very long is Not Fun.

The joys of womanhood: it seems that nowadays I either get PMS that leaves me an emotional wreck and sobbing at everything, or that flattens me with cramps, exhaustion, and nausea. Send cupcakes, heating pads, and laudanum.