Sex or Sprint Car Racing?

Has this ever been a Monday, does Calgon still take you away? If that's still the case, come and get me, Calgon. For good. I hate being the boss sometimes. I am so frickin' busy with stuff of my own, and all other things are going to hell in a handbasket-but that's the way things are lately. I have the headache from hell, but I don't want to mention that, or the "migraine headaches" advertising will stay on my page, and the nascar stuff won't come back. Perhaps I should start writing about sex or sprint car racing or cooking, anything but headaches and eye surgeries. Shit. More later.