Goddamn it.

[apocalypsos]

There's nothing quite like riding in the car all the way up to Massachusetts to visit my grandfather, arranging a trip to the movies to go see Public Enemies with them, and having to drop out at the last minute to go lie down in the hotel room because a combination of the long car ride, the migraine I've had all day, and inhaling my dinner too quickly led to me having to throw up everything I've eaten all day.

And here I thought I could get up after a nap and write for a while. No, apparently even sitting upright is outside my current abilities.

UGH.