Headache.

[xp_olaris]

There is a solar storm going on caused by our dear sun. Headaches. Staying in my room.

It is fend for yourself, though there is left overs in the fridge. Help yourself. Don't explode anything.

Comments

[x-catseye.livejournal.com]

Mean old sun!

I'm bringing you food. There could also possibly be cat-cuddling if you want. And I will make sure no one explodes anything!

[x-jeangrey.livejournal.com]

I'll bring you some industrial strength Tylenol and ginger tea.

[x-dust.livejournal.com]

I hope you feel better soon, Ms. Dane. If you need anything, please let me know...

[x-polarisstar.livejournal.com]

Thanks. Cat-cuddling would be nice.

[x-polarisstar.livejournal.com]

I was going to come by and ask if you had any Tylenol. Just didn't want to leave the darkness of my room.

[x-polarisstar.livejournal.com]

I will Sooraya. Thanks.

[x-jeangrey.livejournal.com]

I don't blame you. Let me know if you need anything else. Just think it and I'll be there. I don't think the glare of the computer screen will probably help much with making the hammering subside, though.