Tonight my husband is out at a work function. I've spent a very enjoyable night getting accidentally drunk on an invented cocktail (it may exist somewhere, but I didn't know about it so it still counts as invention, like those societies who separately invented the wheel). While I sipped, I watched a silly, girly TV show. It occurred to me that girls like this show because it's not normal to go on elaborate, professionally produced dates and we'd all like to be wooed. I'm declaring this a self-date night.
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The Migraine Game about migraine warning signs.
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