Dear head and neck,
Couldn't you wait 24 more hours before you had your temper tantrum? I know these past couple of weeks have been somewhat tense, and I know you've been storing up the migraine, plotting your attack. But I really really didn't need it TODAY I have a meeting to go to, another panic project. It never stops. Saturday we'll sleep in, if I can bribe Bonnie cat. And on Sunday, it's death by chocolate.