Last evening was no good, but I'm better after sleep. Still shaky on food, still supposed to ice my face periodically until mid-afternoon. The ice is good but inhibits activity. (The Vicodin as well.) So. Um. What are you reading? Is it good? Have you got a song in your head? What song? Are your earworms random or significant or some of each? Tell me about a childhood comfort object. Tell me about a time you underestimated yourself.