Traffic and Waffles

I keep changing the page layout. Forgive me. I get bored.

I have to go to the eye doctor sometime soon because I keep getting massive headaches. Last night, I had yet another one that almost crippled me. I'm fairly sure my eyesight is leaving me. I'm only 24 years old and I'm starting to fall apart.

Last night, I just couldn't take the pain anymore. Every time someone made a sound or turned on a light I thought my head was going to literally explode. Thankfully, it didn't. I finally gave in and took a pain pill. A good one. About an hour later, I fell asleep on the couch and drooled all over the place. Medicine messes with me. Big time. I absolutely cannot take Benadryl because I am convinced it tries to put me to sleep...forever.

I was abruptly awoken to boyfriend slamming the front door because apparently he had a bad day and it was the door's fault. I was relieved to realize that my headache had gone away, but was confronted with another headache. Boyfriend in a bad mood. I tried to be a good girlfriend and listen to him vent, but I kept falling asleep...sitting up.

Boyfriend: What the hell is wrong with you?

Me: Huh? What? No, I hate traffic, too.

Boyfriend: What? I wasn't talking about traffic.

Me: I meant waffles. I hate waffles.

Boyfriend: Waffles? You love waffles.

Me: I use to when I was older.

Boyfriend: I don't even know why I am trying to talk to you.

Me: They are by the stove.

The next thing I knew, I was waking up on the couch again. Boyfriend was playing the 360, and it was nearly midnight.

Me: Did you just get home? You are late!

Boyfriend: {stops playing his game} Seriously?

Me: Well... yeah.

Boyfriend: Are you drunk?

Me: No, why?

Boyfriend: Are you high?

Me: Well, I took a pain pill.

Boyfriend: No more.

Me: Excuse me?

Boyfriend: I had a conversation with you about waffles and traffic and you don't even remember.

Me: {perks up} You made waffles?!!?!?!?

Boyfriend: {shakes his head and ignores me}

Then I ran to kitchen to find absolutely NO waffles. Imagine my disappointment.