I was really dragging myself around the office this morning. It may have been because during the night I was hiding myself and the soon-to-be First Family from a Dalek invasion.
It speaks volumes about how much I blend into the background when I can be unnoticed by Daleks simply by sitting very still.
I have had the dream before though, so I gave the Obamas my usual good hiding spot.
A change in weather is on the way. I can feel the tell-tale ache in my face. Or maybe one of those Daleks beamed me in the face while my eyes were closed.
That'll teach me to read articles
like this before I go to bed.