You all are probably not going to think this is as funny as I do. Yesterday I had a migraine that was making me sick to my stomach. That’s not the funny part. Before I left work because I was sure I was going to be sick all over my desk one of my co-workers asked me to write her a letter of recommendation for a promotion. I don’t want the position she is going for so I was more than willing to write the recommendation. When I have a migraine like that I don’t write because when I read it 2 days later I look at it and think to myself what the hell was I thinking. I wrote the recommendation last night with the migraine. I sent it to the co-worker and no one else. Apparently she thought it was brilliant. It’s nice to know I can write some things in my sleep. Now here is the question for everyone. Why can’t I create in my sleep like that? and Dreams don’t count.