World Cup-age and ouchies.

I went to another Independence Day festival this afternoon and got more attention from strangers that I have gotten in a long time. The reason: I was wearing my Brasil football shirt. I swear, I must have been stopped by at least a dozen people to lament with me over their loss to France. I didn't realize that soccer was that big of a thing over here. How encouraging. :P

Speaking of Independence Day, I'm getting a bit tired of all of the fighter planes that have been flying directly over my house. This morning, I was awakened by two sonic booms that rattled my windows. I would have much like to have slept in, as it was Sunday and there's really nothing better to do than sleep.

Now for the "ouchies" part: only I, Rayna the Amazing, could manage to get the worst migraine of my life right after I run out of my medication and on a Sunday, when I can't have it refilled. I've been nauseous, achy, and sensitive beyond all reason. This is seriously about the worst I've felt in years from a migraine. It's just a severe intractable pain that I just. can't. shake. At one point, it almost had me in tears. :( :( :( Please, just go away Mr. Migraine.