I had plans. I was going to spend my evening going for a nice power walk up to Whole Foods to grab some dinner then I would promptly walk home (its 5 miles, so its a VERY good walk) and lay on the couch in front of the tv. Well I've accomplished a small section of my plan, I have managed to lie around a bit. As for the walk? Well there's always tomorrow... or the next day.
In colonial times, doctors suspected that migraines were caused by demons who entered your head. The only cure was to drill a hole into your skull in order to release the spirits. Of course this drill was probably also used to drill into other heads and was certainly unwashed, as are the doctor's hands. I'm increasingly glad that I live in the 21st century where advil has replaced drills... seeing as I'd probably have ten holes drilled in my head by this time and I'd either be a dribbling lunatic or already buried six feet under the earth.
Oh modern medicine, how I love thee. Excuse me while I go raid the medicine cabinet for some Lunesta or another similar drug that will put me in the fast lane to a deep slumber. I can see how prescription drugs are Americans' secret addiction.