|Ear ear part deux - this times its migraine too
||[Jul. 15th, 2007|09:28 pm]
Well, my ears are better - but not 100% yet. At least I woke up for the first time in days being able to hear well [apart from the constant whining sound] and relatively pain free! Yayyyy! I could hear birds singing, mumbling dialogue on TV and appreciate all that it is good. The pressure in my head was lessened, but now it has all gone to shit. Now I have a migraine too! Big hairy minges and Penguin wings!
Why? What have I done to deserver this crap?
Last night was a b*tch, having to endure a complete lack of sound and pressure in my head and then watch two heavyweight boxers put on a piss-poor show on ITV. Luckily I saw the Michael Sprotts trainer give him a slap and shout at him, turning the air blue, because of the lame performance his fans had paid to see.... I would have happily slapped the two of them too, given half a chance.
I spent the day drilling holes and screwing new shiny metal handles onto our Kitchen cupboards. I feel thwarted that there is one cupboard door that I cannot change - it is not even a working door/drawer, but simply buts up against the sink. Meaning the only way to take off the old handle and add a new one is to get the sink out. Bah! I will leave that as a present for the landlord to do when we move out - after all he should really have been putting in the labour on my account as I am the tenant.... Even though I hate leaving a job unfinished, I feel like I at least achieved one thing today.
We watched MAN ON FIRE last night - a good Denzel Washington action flick, as alcoholic/suicidal hitman turns avenger when the family he is hired to protect gets targeted by Mexican kidnappers. We watched GHOST RIDER today, the Nicholas Cage comic adaptation about the Devil's assassin gifted with the power of hellfire, to collect contracts of corrupted souls. This film was slated when it came out and I can see why. It is a confusing mishmash of mythology and pop culture, with a gurning Elvis impersonator playing hero protecting Earth from a Goth trenchcoat militia of Evil henchmen intent on bringing forth the end of days.... blah! Some lovely stunts, special effects and some really fricking cheesy dialogue. Can't take it seriously. It's not so much bad, as just not good.... like the Ghost Rider himself, it treads a line between two worlds....
The question is can I slip this Migraine off and will I wake up pain free and able to hear tomorrow in time for work?