Sleep and I were not friends last night, typical really since it's gonna be a long-ass day today. I pick Dragon up at like 12:30, we bum around until the gig, then because I'm insane I'm driving her back to bloody London afterwards *headdesk* It was just one of those nights where I couldn't get comfortable and no matter how I laid, something was throbbing or aching, usually one of my hips. Ugh. Stupid body.
Gonna have a nice warm bath in a minute, see if that helps with the achy, then pop over the corner shop before I head into Brum and stock up on cheap energy drinks
I wonder how insane y'all would think I am if you realised it takes on average 45 minutes to put together a wibble-a-thon...