Yesterday I had the bright idea to watch Alice in Wonderland.
What took place was beyond me. I was doped up on pain medication for the craziest migraine that I've ever had.
Let's just say I would take a sore throat over a migraine any day. They're just that bad.
So, Alice and my personal dope brigade were both whirling around in my head and I felt like I was stuck in the movie with the Mad Hatter and $hit, except the tea party wasn't eventful. But I kept following the White Rabbit. He lead me to some strange places...
One being, the Queen's palace, though, she wasn't in the mood to cut off my head.