Cheers to me and to you but not to my asshole neighbor downstairs. No cheers for him.

So I guess I'm being a lame duck this New Years. I'm ok with that though. There are 365 more days in 2016 to paint the town red.

The docket for the night is takeout from Golden Temple and drinking some bubbly. Bring on the egg rolls!

All I wish for in 2016 is for my idiot downstairs neighbor to stop blast his music all the time. I'm a simple woman who appreciates the simple things like being able to sleep.

Have a good one ladies and gents.

Glad I could be your elementary crush

Christmas is done. Faces were stuffed and drinks were drank. Derek and I had a nice hotel stay at the Omni Parker following Christmas. I'm just glad to be done trying to figure out what to buy everyone. Derek and I stay a night at the Omni Parker rather than exchange gifts. If we want or need something we just buy it for ourselves. I did get him a new winter hat but that's because he needed one when his other hat mysteriously disappeared. 

I wish Christmas was "magical" still. As a kid it was the most exciting time of the year. School vacation! Cookies! And of course PRESENTS. I despise Christmas music but I do appreciate a good Christmas tree and I'm not going to say no to Christmas ham and cookies. So I guess I'm not a total Grinch.

A funny thing happened on Christmas night. A guy I went to elementary school with facebook chatted me that I was his elementary school crush. I was home at this point, just relaxing on the couch and certainly not expecting anything like this. I had a good laugh about it. A) I had no idea and B) I was so awkward in elementary school. I mean does anyone think they're weren't awkward in sixth grade? I thanked him for letting me know. What else can I say really? He then told me he had been drinking.

I literally have never talked to this guy on Facebook despite being Facebook friends. I guess he got the old liquid courage.

Sorry my elementary school friend by I'm a taken woman.

Don't give me a pen when I've had a few drinks....

How bazaar

I don't have much to report for the blog this week so let me tell you about the Etsy bazaar my mother and I tried to attend.

I saw on Facebook that there would be an Etsy bazaar at a local mall featuring many local Etsy sellers. I told my mother about it and we thought it would be a fun mother daughter thing to do. When we got to the mall we stopped in a few stores on our way to where we thought the bazaar was. While in line to purchase a pair of shoes the woman in front of us tell us the wait is two hours to get in and there are only a few tables, definitely not worth the wait. I check on the event page on Facebook and people are complaining about how poorly the event was planned and that the wait was so long and not even worth it once you got in. Some people had come from out of state to attend and were pretty angry that they couldn't get in.

My mother and I decided that we weren't going to wait in line for two hours for that. We walked by just to see what was going on. The bazaar was in a small empty store space and they were letting in 5 people at a time. They were also charging a dollar to get in which is fine but wasn't mentioned on the event page. The line was going all the way back through the mall. I think we made the right decision by not going.

We did get a nice holiday photo and got a little shopping done. I bought a pair of comfortable heels for work. That was my shopping triumph of the day. Comfortable heels are not easy to find. I'm still on the hunt for new boots.

After shopping we got some lunch and visited my grandmother. A successful mother daughter day.

Christmas is happening

This blogpost is brought to you by sugar in the form of Snickerdoodle cookies.

I can't believe Christmas is next week! I keep telling myself I have plenty of time to do my shopping since Christmas is in two weeks. It most definitely is not in two weeks and I better get to shopping like right now.

Yesterday was our office holiday party at the Capital Grille. Somehow I ended up eating three different types of potatoes.

The fries and the mashed potatoes came for the whole table while the chips came with my meal. I sampled all but tried not to go overboard. Potatoes are my weakness. 

My secret santa got me wine and a cat coaster. Well done secret santa.

New Years Eve plans are being thrown around but nothing is firmed up yet. I have a feeling we'll end up out somewhere but I'm fine with staying home too. Not having to bundle up to head out and deal with crowded bars is certainly appealing. Although with the way our weather has been so far this winter it could be 60 degrees. There is the possibility of attending a Star Wars themed New Years party at a bar in Boston. Admission includes a lightsaber!

Speaking of Star Wars, I do plan on seeing Episode VII but I'm going to wait for the initial frenzy to die down. I can only imagine how crazy opening night will be. The critics have been reviewing the movie very favorably and I'm a big J.J. Abrams fan so I'm pretty excited to see it. 

Check out this Star Wars duel at the Fencing Senior World Championships. Impressive and fun to watch.

A true treasure for all cat lovers

The weekend has blown by and now it's Sunday night and I'm bored. I'm waiting for my kindle to charge so I can read the new book I downloaded. I did laundry and cleaned the bathroom and walked to the supermarket and bought groceries. Boredom makes me productive at least.

Friday night I had dinner with friends at Live Noodles.They are known for their hand pulled noodles.

Lanzhou beef lamian, or Lanzhou beef hand-pulled noodle, is a type of Chinese noodle dish originated in Lanzhou, China, and generally popular in China. It is referred to as "beef noodle" or "beef big bowl” in Lanzhou. It is sometimes simply called lamian , which means hand-pulled noodle in Chinese, or "beef lamian" elsewhere in China.

Kit ordered for everyone and it was delicious.

Mmmm now I'm hungry for noodles and scallion pancakes. I ended up not making it to a friend's birthday party after dinner. Just too tired. Friday's are rough I tell ya.

Saturday I traveled to the far away land of Chelsea for an ugly sweater party. I mean you have to drive over the Tobin bridge which costs a small fortune in tolls. My co-worker Dana picked out this sweater for me because cats. I should also point out that my sweater is not ugly. It's beautiful, a true treasure for all cat lovers.

Target was out of adult sizes so this is actually from the kids section. I definitely am not kids sized so I really have no idea how this fits. My red hair has faded so much and I didn't blow dry my hair so it looks like utter crap in these pics. I'm still posting them though to show off the sweater.

Why you live so far Lilly? Thank you for hosting. I better win the guess how much candy is in the jar contest. I can't eat the candy but I'll take the money thanks.

Besides the excitement of cat sweaters and cleaning my bathroom I watched a lot of Psych. I've seen episodes here and there but now I'm watching it from the beginning. The show speaks my language which is sarcasm and witty retorts.

I have to actually do some Christmas shopping this week. Everyone's getting bacon, how about that. Easy and delicious. I have no clue what to get for my boss. Suggestions welcomed.

There's whales! There's burning islands! There's cannibalism and urine drinking! Why you should read (and possibly watch) in the Heart of the Sea

I used to be part of a book club. It was pretty fun but it ended up turning into a drink wine and eat cheese club. Also fun but we slowly stopped reading books.

One of my favorite books we read was In the Heart of the Sea. It's the true story of the Whaleship Essex. This story is what inspired Herman Melville to write Moby Dick.

It's been a while since I've read the book but let me tell you what I remember.

The ship was a whaling ship (obviously) from Nantucket. Whale blubber and oil was big business back in the early 1800s. The book gives you some history about the whaling industry and also very vividly describes what it's like harvesting whale blubber. It's smelly and disgusting and do not read this book while eating.

While out looking for whales the ship is attacked by a giant white whale. This whale was pissed. I mean he didn't just run into it like oops, sorry about that. This was premeditated boat destroying. He hit the boat once and then swam back a bit so he could come at it again at full speed.

Pissed off whale vs. boat. Guess who won.

The ship is destroyed. The whale swims off like "my work here is done boys". The crew had to abandon the ship and try to survive in three small whale boats.

There's storms, there's urine drinking, cannibalism and an island gets burned down by mistake because of a prank. OOPS. Not all in that order but it all happens. I don't think I'm ruining anything by telling you not everyone dies. I mean the story couldn't have been told if everyone just disappeared at sea.

If you're into history and/or really interesting survival stories I highly recommend the book. I have not seen the movie yet but it stars Chris Hemsworth as first mate Owen Chase so at least there's eye candy. There's also whales if they're more you thing thing.

Totally looks just like the real Owen Chase!

The resemblance is uncanny.

Can you drop 10lbs and lower your cholesterol in two days? Please advise.

Apparently I hate myself. There's one Ginny that does something and the other that's like woah Ginny, why the hell did you go and do that? So what did other Ginny do this time? Other Ginny scheduled her physical for the Thursday after Thanksgiving. GOOD ONE. I swear I'm like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde minus the being a doctor and beating someone to death with a cane. I did look like this when I made the appointment though.

Can you drop 10lbs and lower your cholesterol in two days? I'm eating Jesus bread for breakfast. Sprouted grains! have you heard of those? They're supposed to be good for you. I'm doing this so I can tell my doctor that I'm trying. I'm eating semi bland bread that has no flour in it for the love of God that has to count for something.

I'm going to take a guess this will not end well but I'm totally blaming other Ginny who ate a double cheese burger and fries last night. How dare she!

The shocking truth behind Plymouth Rock. The rock is full of lies! #happythanksgiving

Have you ever wanted to visit Plymouth Rock and the Mayflower? Well I'm here to tell you it's a complete utter waste of time. I was probably about 20 years old the first time I went. Somehow I unintentionally avoided the Plymouth field trips in school. The campground I go to every year is in Plymouth so one time we were like let's go see the rock and the Mayflower and get some ice cream!

I'll let you guess what the most exciting part was. Hint: it was not the rock or the boat.

We arrive at the beach and it doesn't take us long to find the Mayflower since it's a giant boat. We are then informed that this is not the actual boat. It is in fact the Mayflower II and is a replica. Um ok, well that kind of makes sense because I can't imagine a boat lasting that long. It was still interesting to see.

Now onto the actual rock. You can't actually get that close to it. You can just gaze upon it. It is in fact in a cage.

Well this is about as exciting as a rock in a cage! Um wait.....

There's also a plaque nearby to give you information about the rock. You learn so many useful facts such as: This is not the actual rock, or the actual location, and there wasn't a rock involved at all really. THIS ROCK IS FULL OF LIES.

It's supposed to be symbolic so I thought about it and then decided the trip wasn't a complete waste because at least we got ice cream.

Take your rice to the trash you animals

There's been a giant container of cooked brown rice sitting on the banister when you first walk into my building. It's been there for about a week. This rice has really been pissing me off. Why was it left there? Throw it out you lazy mofos! Seriously, why do people treat the building like their own personal trash can!?

There was a party last night happening in the apartment above us. It was annoying and obnoxious and I hate every single college student in my building. The party finally ended around 3 a.m. I went downstairs this morning and noticed the container of rice had been knocked over and there was rice all over the hallway. I was pretty pissed because I'm sure some drunk moron from that party knocked it over for shits and giggles. Someone had placed the container with the rest of the rice right near the main door.

A few hours later I come home from a fashion swap and notice that someone moved the rice container back onto the end of the banister. REALLY? WHY?! I finally decided to take matters into my own hands and I grabbed the container of rice and threw it in the trash. When I was coming back inside some guy goes "hey, do you know what happened to my rice." I looked at him, not even knowing what to say. Then he started laughing and I realized that he was messing with me. I started laughing too and told him I was sick of seeing that god damn container of rice. He said that he was glad someone finally threw it out.

There is still rice all over the floor that I don't want to take care of because I'm not the baby sitter of the building. I'm so tired of this crap. I'm tried of living in apartments where people show no respect and are loud and destructive. Derek and I were wondering if we were almost better off at the last place because at least all the noise was outside our apartment building.

I don't want to move again but this building is really testing my patience.

Nine years and pizza squirrel

I had my review at work and it went well. Nothing but good things to say. I still can't believe I've been here for 9 years. I was practically a baby when I started at the young age of 22. My mother told me I should buy something nice for myself to celebrate. I do need a new pair of boots so maybe I will. Since Derek just finished up a project at work and I had a good review we had a nice dinner out last night to celebrate. I don't know what Washington Square Tavern does to their chicken but it is the best chicken I've ever had. I've been meaning to take a picture of the chicken before I eat it but I usually forget and dig in. Getting delicious chicken in my mouth is more important than taking a photo.

I don't have much else to report but I would like to share this picture of a squirrel eating pizza painted on a utility box.

Someone's about to get straight up beat in Chicopee Massachusetts

Someone's about to get straight up beat in Chicopee Massachusetts. My debit card info was stolen and I'm pissed. My bank actually called me because they noticed that it was impossible for me to be in both Boston and Chicopee at the same time. I had to google Chicopee to see where it is (no man's land aka Western Mass.) That's about the only useful thing my bank did.

It took me 45 minutes of repeatedly calling my bank and being put on hold and hung up on before I finally spoke to someone in the fraud department. I was in full on bitch mode. If I had one more person ask me for my social, birth date, blood type and the last thing I ate just so they could tell me the fraud department was busy I was going to lose it. One guy was like "ma'am I can tell you're upset". Was it the shrill pitch of my voice that gave it away or the "I swear to God if you disconnect me one more time I'm going to lose it!" They kept giving me the number for the fraud department but it was the number I just called so obviously it's not the direct number to the fraud department.

Once I got through to the fraud department they told me to call back when the fraudulent charges cleared and then they can refund the money.

So yea fun day for me.

Designer hoodies and pristine trainers all the better to trample you with. No thanks Balmain H&M

H&M does this thing now where they collaborate with a high end designer and then people trample each other so they can sell the crap on ebay for a profit. Target has done it too and I'm sure they'll keep doing it since it seems to be so successful.

Here's a video if you want to see stupidity in action.

The Guardian talks about how it went in London.

Students in designer hoodies jostled with twentysomethings in pristine trainers in two queues that snaked around the block. Many had camped out and it became increasingly fractious as they waited, with bickering and scuffles breaking out on the street.

I like shopping and clothing as much as the next girl but it would be a cold day in hell before I wait outside in a massive line so I can fight people over clothing. I don't wait in line overnight or even for hours for anything. And God help the student in a designer hoodie and pristine trainers if they jostled me. It's really for everyone's safety that I don't go to events like this.

Of course most of the clothing is ending up on ebay. The point of the line is for people to be able to own Balmain pieces who normally couldn't afford it but clearly that doesn't happen. Look at this blazer that's being sold for $2,150.00

I'm sure my grandmother would love it.

You might as well buy an actual Balmain piece and you have the added bonus of not getting injured while acquiring it.

In other news I'm really bored today but the Walking Dead is about to start and I swear if they don't start off with the dumpster I'm going to lose it. I'm being vague on purpose to not spoil.

Stop worrying about your followers and likes and go make a grilled cheese.

I worry that I'm too vain. I don't think I look good all the time but when I do think I look good I take a picture and post it to some sort of social media. Most of my selfies end up on instagram or here. I rarely post selfies to facebook because I worry that my friends and family will think I'm obsessed with my looks. I'm always worried about offending people or people thinking badly about me.

I don't mind selfies and I think it's great when someone thinks they look good and wants to share that photo. It becomes a problem when you need the likes and the comments to validate yourself. I've heard of teenagers deleting selfies that don't get enough likes. Social media is the new drug of choice and it's addictive.  I can only imagine if social media existed when I was a teenager. I probably would have been caught up in likes and follows.  

You might have heard of Essena O'Neill, the 18 year old instagram star who claims all her photos were staged and that her whole life revolved around getting the perfect photo and how many likes and followers she got. She declared she was quitting social media. At first I was like "you go girl!" but now she's more famous than ever and she continues putting out videos to promote her anti-social media message. She has a website to support her new message and there's a donate button because she has to pay her rent and is no longer making money from her sponsored instagram posts. Huh? Where are her parents in all of this? I would hope that they are telling her she should move back home and focus on school and finding a regular job. Why were they letting their teenage daughter take sexy photos for instagram? They had to have known. 

Yesterday I was on twitter and realized two people unfollowed me. I can't seem to stay above 600 followers on twitter. At first I was pretty annoyed. HOW DARE YOU UNFOLLOW ME! Then I realized that the two unfollowers were a brand and a band that just followed me for a follow back and then I was like, why do I even care about this? I'm going to make a grilled cheese. And I did and it was great.

Ask and you shall recieve

My friend Todd commented last night that he has not been on my blog in a very long time. Todd is correct. Asketh and you shall receiveith.

We met on craigslist years ago under the "I need a crazy roommate" section.

I like it when someone is like "hey, I haven't been on your blog in a while". That means they actually read it.

I have today off of work for a vacation day. Derek and I don't know what we're doing yet but we will be doing something!

Halloween recap. They weren't kidding when they said "brilliant red".

I've been meaning to dye my hair for a while and Halloween seemed like the perfect time to do it. I let Derek pick between dark brown or red because I couldn't decide. He picked the red and wow is it red!

I should have been Poison Ivy for Halloween. Instead I was a ghostly/whitchy figure. This last picture was me waiting for the bus at the end of the night. It never came so I ended up walking. My cape was collecting leaves the whole way home.

 My friend Fiona hosted a Halloween party and the decorations were amazing. Well done Fi!

How is October over? All the stores are already putting out Christmas displays. I love the holidays but after that it's just the never ending Boston winter. I think I'm still traumatized from last winter.

Can Even Peters put out a spoken word album with his Mr. March accent? Maybe do some books on tape?

That would please me very much. He is my favorite character on this season of American Horror Story.

If you follow me on twitter you're probably like JFC! WE KNOW!

My (second) Halloween costume came in yesterday. I decided that I don't want to wear my spoiler costume again for Halloween. I know I said in a previous post that I'm definitely not getting a costume from a Halloween store sewn by child laborers but I changed my mind. I like to fly by the seat of my well sewn pants. Plus it was on sale.

Prepare to be amazed and confused when you see my costume because I don't know exactly what I am but it looked cool in the photo online. This could be terrible considering I haven't tried it on yet and it's a "one size fits all".

I've been on a weird tuna kick lately. I want tuna sandwiches all the time. I think this is a funny thing to crave. So guess what I'm having for lunch?

*googles how much tuna do you have to eat to get mercury poisoning*

There's actually a calculator for this! You asketh the internets and you shall recieveth.

I love getting my face drilled early in the morning

Who is this bitch scheduling dentist appointments at 7:30 in the morning. That would be ME.

Pina coladas are forever ruined for me. My dentist uses a "pina colada flavored" numbing gel before I get stabbed in the face with the horror movie sized novocaine needle. No one wants that taste when you first wake up.

Ooh a package just arrived for me. Maybe it's costume #2 for Halloween!

*cha cha slides to the front desk*

Like a happy Halloween balloon

Bosco is now trying a venison based cat food. He seems to be less itchy but time will tell. I have spent so much money trying different foods. Just ask my bank account how much I love my cat.

I finally sent my old purse out to pasture. It was fraying and starting to get holes. This new one has fun pockets. I wish I could remember which pockets I put all my things in. We're still learning each other.

The stairs are doing me good! This mirror came via my mother and will go in the bedroom. I was at my mother's and mentioned that I wanted a mirror for the bedroom and she's like "hold on a second!" runs into her bedroom and pulls this out from under her bed. Of course my mother would have a giant spare mirror lying around.

Ugh the gross disgusting oozing pipe mentioned in my previous post. Crimson Peak house is no fun without Tom Hiddelston.

I love supermarket displays. Look how fun and happy these balloons are just floating around.

Derek worked late so no soup for me. I was good though and ordered a grilled chicken salad. I really wanted the mac & cheese bites too but my willpower is surprisingly strong today.

My apartment is currently Crimson Peaking itself

This was my maintenance request sent via an online form:

"Pipe in bathroom is oozing reddish brown liquid of unknown origin. Smells a bit funny and is coming from multiple spots. Oozing started when heat was turned on."

What is it?!

Why Supergirl is going to flop and why I was right about Jem and the Holograms and Paranormal Activity 50

Studios should hire me to tell them if a movie will flop. 99.9% of the time I’m right.

Reasons why Jem was going to flop: teens these days don’t care about Jem and don’t know who they are. The previews looked nothing like the original series and was not geared towards the original fans which turned off people that are my age and grew up with the show FLOP.

Reasons why Paranormal activity was going to flop: OMG what number are we on now? This series is dead and has been dead. Should have just gone straight to video. FLOP

Reason why Steve Jobs was going to flop: We’re all Steve Jobs’d out. I’m sure the acting is great, the trailer was just lacking something that would interest the general public. Let’s not forget how Steve Jobs’ widow has been trashing this movie left and right. FLOP

Reasons why Kasbah was going to flop: No one has heard of this movie. Horrible promotion. Unfortunately Bill Murray's last few movies have flopped so his name alone doesn't seem to be a big draw any more.

Although this isn’t a movie, I’m predicting right here that the new Supergirl show will FLOP. I can barely make it through the trailer. It’s boring and corny as hell and looks cheap. It’s a shame because now network tv will be even more weary to produce shows with a female superhero or villain. 

Thank God for Netflix releasing Jessica Jones which looks fan-fucking-tastic!

Crafting for the cat lady

I did many October Halloween things this weekend. I want to a Halloween party on Saturday night and today I carved a pumpkin. Sadly all the pictures I took from the Halloween party are on instagram but did not save to my phone. My phone is being a right jerk these days and I need to get a new one before I lose my mind. If you want to see my costume here it is.

I think I want to have a different costume for Halloween but I might not have enough time to put something together. I'm trying to get those creative juices flowing.

I do have some pumpkin carving photos since I had my digital camera with me.

My mother's cat pumpkin with real cat fur for the ears! Yes she did that. 

I mean seriously. Can I live on the water now please? Gorgeous!

I have to say I think my mother's cat pumpkin came out really good. She used a foam pumpkin and spray painted it black. The head is yarn. I have a foam pumpkin but still don't know what to do with it. There will be no actual cat hair involved. I just can't hard core craft like my mom.

My throat is killing me right now from going to the dentist. It happens every time I get a cleaning. It sets off my heartburn. I think it might be the mouthwash. Why does my body hate me when I'm just trying to get my teeth bones cleaned?

I ate way too much junk today. Tomorrow I shall do better and eat my greens. The weekend glutton party is ovah.

Turnip is very underrated if you ask me

It's Saturday and I had pizza for breakfast. I think that's a good start to the day.

My mother called me and told me about the pumpkin she's doing for a pumpkin carving contest at her work (they use foam pumpkins, not real ones). She is making her pumpkin into a cat and asked me if it would be weird if she used some fur she saved from Mr. Binx. The answer is YES. So that's how I found out my mother is saving cat fur.

I have a Halloween party tonight and still haven't made my costume. Better get on that. I also want to dye my hair but I don't know if I'm too lazy for that today.

I really want some butternut squash soup. I'm craving all the fall foods right now. Fall is a good food season. I love pumpkin, butternut squash and turnip. Mmmmmm turnip.

I'm so glad I found this picture. It's pretty much exactly how I feel about turnip.

If you want a laugh check out this book on Amazon - Gaygent Brontosaurus: The Butt is Not Enough. I can't stop laughing at the book cover. It's amazing.

No time to see do and read all the things. Finally starting reading Boswell's London Journal (it's good)

October is turning out to be a really busy month. I want to see Crimson Peak and the Maze Runner Scorch Trials but I don't know when I'll be able to make it to the theater. Crimson Peak has to happen soon! I'm trying my best to avoid any spoilers. 

There's a line of Crimson Peak nail polish line being released on Halloween. I want them all! I really love the darker colors.

I'm making my Halloween costume this year. It's really nothing complicated and I'm starting to worry that maybe it's not as good of an idea as I first thought? Too late now. I have a Halloween party on Saturday and I already have everything to put it together. At least I'm not spending money on an overpriced costume from a party store that falls apart if the wind blows too hard. I'm being creative!

Derek and I had wanted to take a trip to Salem this month but I don't think that's in the cards. Going right around Halloween is just cray and our weekends are booked up anyways. Next year maybe? Go in the spring instead? It will happen. 

I've finally started reading Boswell's London Journal. So far I really like young Boswell. He begins his journal with talking about why he's keeping a journal.

"In this way I shall preserve many things that would otherwise be lost in oblivion."

"Very often we have more pleasure in reflecting on agreeable scenes that we have been in than we had from the scenes themselves."

"I shall not study much correctness, lest the labour of it should make me lay it aside altogether."

If you're interested in eighteenth century London (I mean who isn't right?) or journals, check it out. I'll be updating the blog with some of my favorite quotes as I read. I have a feeling there'll be plenty.

Now I'm off to bed. Let's all pray the neighbors use their inside voices tonight so we can get some sleep.

Got my coat and my flip flops

I don't personally rock the jacket and flip flop look but this isn't the first time I've seen it. I feel you girl. I'm not ready for cold weather either.

We're currently roasting in our apartment. It's fun having no control over your heat. I can't really complain because heat is included in the rent but what a waste. We have windows open so we can be comfortable. At least we know it works and works really really well.

Blogger's block = photo update

I've been having trouble writing blog posts lately. Does anyone else get blogger's block? I can't be the only one. I feel like posting something so here's a photo update.

I somehow wound up with something called Costochondritis which is inflammation of the cartilage that connects the ribs to the breastbone. I felt like I got hit in the chest with a bowling ball. Two doctors visits, lots of ibuprofen, Icy Hot, rest and I'm finally feeling better. I was miserable trying to sleep. The pain was much worse when lying down. I couldn't take the lack of sleep so I finally went to the doctor.

Can't wait for that bill to come in the mail. My insurance barely covers a band-aid.