Rambly thoughts
Nov. 16th, 2010 06:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
selenaySo the headache that started yesterday afternoon and refused to go away all evening despite painkillers and tea turned into a migraine that woke me up at around 1am. Argh. Still, my migraine pills worked wonders and I slept pretty well when it had subsided enough to let me drift off.
I was planning to try to avoid another headache today. As there is currently an alarm going off in a room next to my cubicle and everyone who could turn it of is out of the office (ARRGGH!) I don't see this happening. I forgot to charge my iPod last night, so I've done something horribly illegal and plugged my earphones into the computer so that I can listen to this morning's Radio 2 shows via Listen Again. It's blocking out the worst of it, although every time someone opens the door to the alarm room it's just plain horrid. Why does this kind of thing always happen when you're particularly vulnerable to headache-inducing noises?
I finally watched last week's Glee last night. Why is that Kurt regularly reduces me to tears? He's self-absorbed and the writers took the short-cut of making him a very stereotypical bitchy gay guy, yet he gets some of the most heartbreaking stories and he's the only one that I've cried for. I put it down to the guy playing him, who does a fantastic job of adding layers and subtlty to a character that could easily be a one-note caricature.
Must write Yuletide letter. Maybe tomorrow.
I was planning to try to avoid another headache today. As there is currently an alarm going off in a room next to my cubicle and everyone who could turn it of is out of the office (ARRGGH!) I don't see this happening. I forgot to charge my iPod last night, so I've done something horribly illegal and plugged my earphones into the computer so that I can listen to this morning's Radio 2 shows via Listen Again. It's blocking out the worst of it, although every time someone opens the door to the alarm room it's just plain horrid. Why does this kind of thing always happen when you're particularly vulnerable to headache-inducing noises?
I finally watched last week's Glee last night. Why is that Kurt regularly reduces me to tears? He's self-absorbed and the writers took the short-cut of making him a very stereotypical bitchy gay guy, yet he gets some of the most heartbreaking stories and he's the only one that I've cried for. I put it down to the guy playing him, who does a fantastic job of adding layers and subtlty to a character that could easily be a one-note caricature.
Must write Yuletide letter. Maybe tomorrow.
