Ooookay, not feeling so well. Maybe B is trying to poison me. *g* Cos, ow, and uuuuurgh! So I’m still up, feeling like cack, instead of being in bed feeling like cack, cos this way at least I have something to keep my mind off it. Only I have work in the morning. Guess I won’t be going if I don’t stop needing frequent bathroom trips (TMI? Sorry). Bleuch. Have to go on Sunday, though, ill or not, cos I’m the only one in until 1pm. Which should be fun. Oh, OW. I’ve had enough of this. If only I was drunken-ill….. at least I would’ve had a good time up until the ill part. Well, probably. Not that I’ve had a bad day – did some site stuff (and some housework, how exciting), and Megs came round. Oh, and we tried to get small plastic Angel and small plastic The Master to fight, but they just fell over and appeared to be trying to shag, so we left them at it.
Damnit, OW!!! Leaving now. Bleuch. :-(
