Have spent the morning alternately throwing up, & lying in bed making pitiful meeping noises. I am really not keen on this being ill business :-( And have no idea whether it's connected with my current state of exhaustion/hormonal whatnot, or just a random coincidence.
Particularly fucked off because I'm supposed to be going to Oxford tonight to visit my best mate Richard, whom I've not seen for *ages*. I'm hoping I'll still be able to make it, but the customary "get completely ratarsed" tenor of our nights out is likely to suffer (I'll definitely be on the soda-&-lime). I'm feeling a bit better now, & have managed to consume a slice of toast, but I effectively now haven't eaten since lunchtime yesterday so am feeling exceptionally wobbly. Currently trying to convince myself that food is nice.
[sulks extensively]
This post brought to you by excessive whinging. And vomit. Nice.
Particularly fucked off because I'm supposed to be going to Oxford tonight to visit my best mate Richard, whom I've not seen for *ages*. I'm hoping I'll still be able to make it, but the customary "get completely ratarsed" tenor of our nights out is likely to suffer (I'll definitely be on the soda-&-lime). I'm feeling a bit better now, & have managed to consume a slice of toast, but I effectively now haven't eaten since lunchtime yesterday so am feeling exceptionally wobbly. Currently trying to convince myself that food is nice.
[sulks extensively]
This post brought to you by excessive whinging. And vomit. Nice.