I assign the idiocy of popping pills with no water. I was sitting in the middle of class with a splitting headache and one of the pills caught in my throat mid-quiz. I mean... seriously, it's hard enough writing a mini-paper comparing Odysseus to Dante while trying to remember if you got the seven deadly sins right on question one and wondering what the heck Filippo Argenti actually did without an Advil liqui-gel stuck somewhere near your collar-bone.
Really, I should just assign the headaches that have plagued me for the past few weeks. They really ought to go away and leave me be. When you're swearing at the moon for being too bright, there's a slight problem.
