Chris

I had shards of broken glass in my skull all day yesterday!  That was disfortunate.  I drank water, had caffeine, ate food, ate more food, napped on the subway, took an ibuprofen, and relaxed with an ice pack and a book about a trans woman.  (The last is actually not usually a part of my list, the bit with the book, but why not.)  It would wane sometimes, but usually I was dead.  Bleh.

Today it's still here, but not as much.  I have more of a feeling that coffee and time will help.  That's nice.

In other news, there's a radical bookstore in the Lower East Side of Manhattan!  It was so amazingly pleasant to see a magazine rack that didn't leave me wincing or having to ignore half of it.

In conclusion, I have an awful lot of books on my to-read list.

[eta] A knitted/crocheted jellyfish.