I have a migraine the size of Topeka. Seriously, I understand the principles of folding space now -- the area inside my cranial cavity seems to be contracting and expanding at some kind of supernatural rate. I'm seeing stars, and the Emmys haven't even aired yet.
Ergo, blog-free Saturday. Maybe once the witch doctors come and shove needles through my eye sockets. Ow...ow...ow...need a hug.