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Toughening it out Thursday....

Bleh...though, ad;a;slwo''lkfa'fk'kl  might be more appropriate...

Second day of this whole Lent thing annnnnd, my brain feels like it is melting inside my skull. I do note that I slept pretty good last night, which I assume had to do with the sudden lack of caffeine in my system. So, waking was not as much of a struggle, buuuuuuut.....

all day I have had a dull, annoying headache itching at the back of my skull, behind my eyes, and down the back of my neck---- and nothing I have done today will alleviate it.....

I don't know if it's caffeine-withdrawals, sugar-withdrawals, or just an ill-timed sinus headache, but, annoying it most definitely is......

Day 2:
cokes consumed: 0
sugar consumed: dried fruit, bread

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