So will you stop bugging me now, Mr. Bourgeois Deviant? Sheesh.
I think I stopped posting for so long because writing about my migraines, while initially liberating, because annoying. I didn't want to devote any more of my life to them that I spent already - huddled in bed with a blackout mask and two icepacks on my head. Hot, right? You totally want me.
So I am writing about other thing? What things, you ask. Who the hell knows.