This Is It

I have had a migraine since yesterday and I'm pretty sure it's going to kill me.

I know I've claimed that I was dying in the past, but I'm pretty sure this is it.

If I die, make sure I am cremated and then take the Closet Cruise without me. Well, without all of me, my cremains will be present. I still expect to sit at the captain's table and be out on the dance floor, and for everyone to talk about how pretty and fun I am...and then dump me in the Caribbean somewhere.