Elephants can't jump but by some extraordinary circumstances there are these butt loads of elephants jumping on my head. Yup, its the mother of all headaches. Its so bad that my eyes are watering and the screen is swimming before my eyes.

But I will forge on for the sake of esteemed readers. Esteemed readers? I sound like a post colonial Babu sitting on a rickety chair surrounded by dusty files drinking a a piping hot cup of tea.

Cup of tea....that could help sooth the headache or maybe just maybe I could get Mary Jane to sing a sweet little lullyby and take me to lala land. Which reminds me - Do you think I could grow on little Canibus in my back yard? On second thoughts bad idea- my rabbits would be perpectually high.

Point is that I want to get rid of the headache without resorting to pills and portions. Its freaking killing me and if I put my head on the pillow it pounds even more.

Damn it! I finally get time to myself and my body turns against me.