Today, the day-after-birthday fairy has brought me a hangover. (She could bloody pull her finger out and bring me a manager too. *tsk*). Having said that, I don't usually get hangovers if I don't have wine, which I did not last night. What I have got is a serious serious lack of sleep. I think I got about 3 hours, and now I'm a syrupy mess. I usually find that if I can sleep it off, I'm fine. However I can't do that in my office (though I just tried).

Had an ace night at Bar Kick, and realised I am a lucky lady to have such marvellous friends.

I am now going to go back to staring into the middle distance and looking quite vacant.