and the bowl of Petunias said, "Oh, NOT again...."

I think you should only have to pay for mistakes you make when you are conscious.

I slept wrongly again last night...and I woke up today with the feeling that there was ground glass in my neck and an ache in my head that could only be cured by the sudden removal of my head from the rest of my pathetic body.

Not fair.

The usual cure would be to down several bottles of pain reliever (at this point, don't care about the brand) attempt to manipulate the neck region to snap, crackle and pop, and then sit in a dark room and contemplate oblivion.

Neck won't move.

NOT fair.