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This morning I woke up with the worst headache in the world. (Okay, the worst headache I've had in recent memory.) All through my sinuses and down to my shoulders with a bonus sore throat and nauseousness. It was bad. This headache... if you gave it to a giraffe and assumed that pain over a greater area would hurt hurt less, the giraffe would still have had to lie down. It possibly would have cried. Basically, I'm considering myself lucky that I got to sleep at around 2:30 last night, and thus managed almost a full night's unperturbed sleep before this thing hit. I spent between 10:00 and about 3:15 in bed half-awake, having semi-delirious dreams about living in a purple-painted cottage on Chicago and Grand in the middle of all the industrial buildings when the world was ending and the cast of BSG was hanging around and Laura Roslin was in lingerie and there was a clone of Chief Tyrol that was telling me how he hoped the world didn't end because he didn't want to have to take the Chief's place. This concerns me a bit, since apparently my subconscious has a certain grasp of BSG canon. The lingerie is also worrying, but for a different reason. I also woke up for a while at one point and was convinced that I had brain cancer and had lost the ability to have any sort of emotions. Those sorts of delirious thoughts should not be remembered, brain.

And so basically when I dragged myself out of bed one of the few coherent thoughts in my head was "The only thing that would redeem this morning would be my headphones getting here." And they did! I've needed new headphones for several months now, and finally gave in and ordered these on Monday. (They weren't supposed to get here until Saturday. Ah, Chicago. I bet you have an Amazon shipping facility right here. Two-day shipping for nothing, woo.) Aside from looking kind of like I have hubcaps on my head, they're quite nice. It turns out songs have bass and treble. I'd forgotten about that. Aaand now I'm going to get all picky and have to adjust the volume on my MP3s because it's become painfully obvious how uneven they all are. Oh! Oh, and these headphones? They're not noise-cancelling, so I can still hear things (which is something I require) but... guess what? I don't have to turn them up to hear them on the train. Considering my last pair were earbuds and I still had to do that, that's pretty amazing. They also have a two-year warranty, so if I kill them after a year of wear-and-tear like I've done to the last three pairs of iPod headphones I've had, I can get them replaced! (I should post a picture of the shape my old headphones are in. They've got scotch tape on them. Not as bad as the pair I had to duct tape, though.) I think I'm going to love these. Once I figure out why they keep tripping my iPod off like they've fallen out.