I might, just might...

be hungover.  But I’m admitting nothing.  I think my headache has more to do with the sudden weather change back to rainy compounded by the fact that I kicked the allergy medicine habit Tuesday.  Yep, cold turkey, nothing but nasal washes for me now.  And I’m in pain.  I also think I might have a headache because I didn’t get much sleep.  Had to come in early so I could be home early for my furniture to be delivered.  Bosses nearly had heart attacks when they saw me.  Not used to seeing me so early.  Heck, I ain’t use to seeing myself.  But I definitely ain’t hung over.  No sirree bob. 

I had a weird dream last night where I was in some foreign country buying cheap tchokskys  (i know that’s not spelled right but I can’t get close enough in word to get spell checker to give me the correct spelling) and there was this part of the store that was like an art gallery and it was packed, and lots of the people were naked.  And taking touristy photos, but naked.  And the girl I was shopping with was like, “oh, they’re just going up there because they can walk around naked.”  And I was wondering where the heck this came from, but then I remembered Anna’s story about the spa and all the naked people and I think that’s where it came from.

obviously I don’t want to work today.  Maybe the internet isn’t such a good thing, I can post my random thoughts for the world to see.

Hmm,  second cup of coffee improving headache.  So it probably is a hangover.  Oh, well.

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