listening to corrine bailey rae's 'Put Your Records On'...
Houdini's back after an uber short vanishing stint.
Head was replaced by a drum and it went throbbing thum thum thum for the past few days.
Several explanations:
"Lack of rest."
"Too many late nights."
"Air echoing in your head."
I like the last explanation.
However, I'm sorry to disappoint. The headache was probably one of those flu symptoms.
Then the ache went to the stomach last night. I thought I was going to do a Sigourney Weaver and give birth to an alien.
In the end I didn't. No Spielberg for me.
For those wondering, it was not a poop situation.
Fortunately the mysterious pain went away when I got home, and I returned to my running routine.
Blogging resumes too.
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