Blergh, my forehead being attacked from inside by gnomes with hammers. Or something. I beaned myself on the head on saturday night and I've been Ms. Headache ever since, and also the Baroness Foggy of Huh. Hmm. Internet flowchart says: see the doctor.

I have a new house! So awesome. I have a bedroom! I did laundry in the middle of the night! Everything works! My neighbours are both quiet and friendly! My commute is very slightly shorter!

Ow my head.