It's just before 11am and a headache has already set in. Ahh the joys of working. Aaron's birthday is next week. I already have his present bought and wrapped. It's a Mr. Potato Head with Darth Vader gear... he is Darth Tater! it's a stupid little thing, but cute as hell.

Results from my blood work and CT scan on Monday aren't in yet. Not that I thought they would be, but I am an impatient sort. If these come back negative, I'm heading to the psychologist.

This Friday I have the day off of work. Which I'm looking forward to minus the fact it will be spent moving my boyfriend's sister into her dorm room. I hope it's at least a fun day besides the moving.