Made it in to work today. Whew, this is gonna be a doozy. I stopped for a bagel, and when I sat down to wait for it to toast, I nearly missed my chair. (See what you did, counterword?) And I already ran into a wall. I feel drunk and completely uncoordinated. Today is a day I'm immensely grateful I don't have a car.

I had to type that last sentence three times, seriously.

Sara is making Liza Minelli with Vertigo on Arrested Development jokes.

And this is mild, all things considered. It's mostly ligheadedness and dizziness triggered by my right peripheral. I've got some nystagmus going on, but am not especially nauseated.

Thanks be to god that Skyler put up with me yesterday. For real, I was weepy and frustrated for most of it. I hate this so much.