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January 6th

Went to see Mary Poppins 2. It was fun.

Was watching Luther and out of nowhere came a headache so terrible that it made me cry. I don't know what that was all about. I felt like I was in Scanners or something. It was one of those I used to get in my teeth. Awful. I might still have it as I took ALL the pills to make it go away. ALL of them and I am not sure they have worn off yet.

Watched most of Wrestle Kingdom. Its was there. So far there is one match that I might watch properly because it may have been awesome. Other than that nothing.

4 people have read my fictional rant about work that I wrote yesterday. 4 !! Thats double my normal audience. I wonder if any of them live here in Canada? I can only assume not. There is a map where you can check but that's all over the place so I don't trust it.

My computer just decided it didn't want to save what I am writing. It must be of very little value then.

Guess I should stop.

I almost forgot, Yesterday, for no apparent reason, I was brought a pint of cider while I was watching Mary Poppins 2. I think it was supposed to be a nice gesture (which it was) but for someone that is not supposed to be drinking at all it was a bit of a stress thing. Is it better to be mean and have an argument or just drink it?

I just drank it.

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