Ah, so young grasshopper.. it turns out you do not have tension headaches. No, no, child.. those are migraines.

Drat.

It kicked in a few hours ago and within half an hour, got so bad I was nauseous. But since it turns out my mother's partner has the same kind of migraines (they start in the same place and all) I found out it's not just tension headaches as I've thought for years they were.

As I told her, the strange thing about having a high pain tolerance is that I felt like my headaches were never nearly so bad as what people describe migraines to be like.. well, not never. Just rarely. So anyway, I never thought it could be a migraine.. just a really bad headache. But no, this is definately a migraine. That happens a lot, though, in the high-pain-tolerance world. I guess I just need to start thinking that whatever I'm feeling is prolly three to ten times worse for the average joe.. and then maybe I'll figure out how it compares with descriptions of things.

Meanwhile, the news is terribly depressing and catching bits of it here at my mother's house reminds me why I don't have TVs or at least cable.

This weekend, I was given a TV from my grandfather and Jan and a VCR/DVD player from my mother and Mary as early Christmas gifts, so I'll be able to watch some of the movies I've picked up in my barracks, which is great. That'll keep me a lot more distracted than books and my CD/record player do, although I love those as well and will keep making good use of them. Now I've just gotta figure out if I'm gonna keep the TV, etc in the closet and the CD/record player more accessible or vice-versa. I think I'll keep it the way I have it, because the latter requires much more interesting hooking up and has less secured parts (like the record needle) that don't need to be moved so often. Plus, I listen to music ALL The time while I'll prolly only be watching movies/tapes about two or three times a week.

I think I'm gonna go visit my old high school in uniform tomorrow, so I'll hopefully be alllowed to visit some of my old teachers. That is, my freshman year high school, and two of my favorite teachers from there. There aren't as many at my sophomore year school that I'd be so excited about seeing again, my junior year school is in CA, and I wasn't at my senior year school for very long, and one of my favorite teachers from there moved away the year after I left. And then there's the middle school and elementary schools I went to, which included a number of great teachers, but who knows who's still around. I caught up with the most important one during my visit last year, so I think tomorrow's visit should be a good roundup of reconnecting with some of my favorite teachers. (My English teacher's last name was Tempest.. how fabulous is that?!?)

Hopefully I'll see my brother and niece tomorrow morning, and perhaps meet up with Mom and Mary for lunch or something, and maybe be able to catch Aleks at work since I haven't managed to meet up with her elsewhens this weekend. Then it'll be back to Jax and to military life.. I'm sure I'll need to iron a uniform for work tomorrow. I can't believe it's been almost a week gone, and over a week already since I wore the working uniform (utilities.. used to be dungarees). Ah, well, honeymoon's over I guess. But I'm excited about seeing some of my coworkers again and catching up on their time-off news and all. I really quite like where I work. And then I'll be able to see my new church friends, too, most of whom I haven't seen in quite a while with all the travelling and working. So that'll be very, very good.

Here's to watching terrible cable movies with relatives and to walking around crazy commercialized-overload mall/plaza things with old friends. And here's to December. And December in FL, which never really gets cold.