Enemy, thy name is Migrane.

Ugh, I am really getting sick of migranes. Well, I was sick of them before, but I got one tonight just as I was about to drive Kina to the airport. Rassen frassen derailed plans. >_< I feel so bad that I had to bail on her, because I kind of insisted I take her so she didn't have to bother her Nana and Nono, which is what happened anyway. I've been lucky so far that it's only ever been work/school/time at home that has been interrupted, I've never had big going out plans with friends that I've had to not do before this.

And I have to get these files finalised so I can go down and get them printed off tomorrow, or I'm not going to have stickers or bookmarks to sell at AVCon on the weekend. And I don't want that, because I'm actually really proud of what I've done (for once), even if I am terrified that no-one will buy anything. So here I am, sitting in front of the computer with pain behind my eyes (no nausea anymore thankfully), plugging away like a good little artist, when I'd rather be in bed listening to music trying to sleep.