I was supposed to be on the road this morning, headed to Washington, but am here so that I can see the doctor late this afternoon. I can't go anywhere until I deal with this ear infection, and have been dithering about it for much too long. At this point I assume my entire head is just one big rotting blob of pus.
Nice image, isn't it? Here, something pretty to take that out of your mind:
I wonder if anyone has ever committed murder just because tinnitus was driving them insane. I wonder why I am sometimes able to ignore the ringing, and sometimes not. I wonder what this spike would do if I plunged it into my eardrum ...
... No. No, I don't really wonder about that. That was a joke, seriously. Don't call the police, come on. I'm fine. Really. I already made a doctor's appointment.
See you tomorrow, unless I'm on the road very early.