Well, I didn't go get the CT scan today. I feel (mostly) better. And my blood tests came back and it turns out that my blood is incredibly healthy; so healthy that it should be sold at an Earthfare for vampires. This gives me an odd feeling of pride; it's pretty weird, I know, but I've never been proud of my blood before. Good blood, I'm thinking to myself in a self satisfied way, good for you, most excellent blood! These blood tests also mean that my liver is just fine and I can happily resume my horrible alcoholic lifestyle. Or, well, I could if I wanted, but my great blood doesn't, apparently, stop the hangovers, one of which I'm sporting today since I had, gasp, four beers last night and that was apparently enough for full hangover misery. Two of them were Green Man Ales though and I have never, ever been able to drink Green Man Ales, which was kind of embarrassing when I worked for them, I must say. It doesn't seem to matter who the brewer is, either, or which beer I try. Two of their beers and I will have a splitting, miserable headache the next day.
No doubt partially due to this, I have on one earring today. I thought the other one was in my purse, but it isn't. That is to say, this morning when I put on one earring, I thought oh yeah, the other one is in my purse. Then I promptly forgot about it; did not look in purse, just wandered out the door with one earring. This is nothing much: the kicker is that I repeated this scenario. Several times. Like, probably 15 times or so: reach up to ear, think, shit, I'm only wearing one earring! The other one is in my purse! And then promptly forget. Finally, around 2:00 I actually looked in my purse. No earring. And now I know I have only one earring on. Oh well. At least the hangover is finally gone.