death by goop

my head is so full of goop that it's about to come out of my ears. it's just a matter of time. i've always wanted a slow, painful death. dying in your sleep is for wusses.

i got up early and went across town to set up a table at the health & wellness fair here in town. about an hour into it, i could tell i was going to become unenthused. my head started pounding, and this was enhanced by the children in the other side of the gym (it was at a ymca) screaming and throwing basketballs. my excitement was further dashed by the non-flow of people into the "fair." i really don't blame them. there were maybe 12 booths, and 4 of them were spas giving chair massages. guess which booths got the most visitors. i had a person or two stop by and grab some chocolate (i supplied hershey's kisses - chocolate boosts your serotonin levels) and i had a nice chat with the people in the booths around me.

i am so glad that i didn't stay home in bed. especially since punkin is with her grandparents for the weekend. that would have been such a shame.