Eight Miles High

I was bored, so I decided to go with mom to her weekly visit to my sister's house. Bad idea. A few minutes after I got there, my eye began to hurt. This is a migraine thing, only my head doesn't hurt, it's my right eye (yes, it's as painful as it sounds.) So, I went to the carousel with them. I don't know how, but I kept most of the popcorn down. And after that, we went to Burger King, where I got a large milkshake. I couldn't even eat most of it because of my eyeache, and whatever I ate of it I barfed up. The whole reason of me wanting to go with her in the first place is to go to f.y.e. which I (finally) got to do, and got the CD of the Byrds' Untitled album, which I was surprised to see. I got it for the 16-minute-long live version of "Eight Miles High." I am however, having an exceptionally hard time trying to find "Circle of Love" by the Steve Miller Band (which I want for the equally long "Macho City.") And another thing I got was a cool Tetris handheld by Radica. I think someone should make a handheld cartridge-based system like those using blocks as the characters. Centipede would be fun like that. And Breakout. The list could go on for eight miles.