I had to fly to Newark this morning. With a migraine.
=( I
survived the drive to the airport un-medicated (except for Excedrin) through
pouring rain and took an Imitrex as soon
as I was at the gate. I ended up with an aisle seat instead of a window since the plane was
full. I usually try for a window so I can
lean against it and relax. I really needed it this trip as the Imitrex
made me sleepy. I put on my sunglasses and conked right out.
Serendipity! My seat had those bendy headrests.
=)
/confession
I woke up drooling with a jolt. Fortunately, I don't think anyone saw.
Gah, how embarrassing. I freshened up at Newark airport (Doesn't that
sound like an oxymoron?) when we landed. I had thought the
salesperson picking me up would be whisking me off to meet with clients.
Nope. I was rushed back to the office where I checked my email and did
routine work. Glad I flew in early to do that. /rolls eyes
The Imitrex was kicking in nicely so my head felt much better all afternoon.
It started pounding again at about 4:30. I wasn't driven to my hotel
until 6.
/rejoice
I stayed at an upscale Hilton where I promptly ordered room service for
dinner (horseradish-encrusted sea scallops) and plugged my laptop into the
high-speed Internet cable. Dinner was scrumptious. Okay, it was
better than McDonald's so I was pleased. I enveloped myself in the big
white fluffy robe provided and surfed the Internet, read personal email, and
chatted with friends on various instant messengers.
Galahad called me to
wish me sweet dreams. Then off to TV land for this week's Sex & the
City. I surfed a few channels before it started and discovered that
the Hilton has free porn. Who knew?
Off to dream world safely
ensconced in my scratchy sheets.
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