A Post of No Consequence
Was up all night staring at the back of the toilet door in soul-crushing misery. I blame the Marks & Spencer lemon sole. At least I hope it was that and not the beer. Don't want to return to the alcohol-sensitivity that's plagued me since last November, thank you very much. Not when I've got several boozy weekends lined up. So... a sickie today to catch up on the sleep I was robbed of last night, stomach feels grumbly so best not eat anything for a while. Plenty of fluids, etc, and no Internet or I'll start to feel guilty that I'm not working. Er...