It felt like it was actually trying to dig its way out last night. It was a new experience. I drank alot of Vodka and coke, only because it was so cheap. I paid the price for drinking them too quick. Oh well. My liver is still in my body, although it's probably dead inside.
Is it just me that has rare moments of bed comfort? I mean, when you manage to get your bed so comfy, and never can get it the same again? This somehow happened to me last night, well technically this morning, and I ended up waking up one the most comfortable array of pillows. Alas, this won't happen tonight, although I will sleep like a log. So all is good.
I haven't done much today. Sleep. Sleep some more. And watched Graham Norton, and Have I Got News For You on BBC iPlayer. I really don't like Frank Skinner, and don't see why they let him present it. But oh well, it provided such classic lines as: "The Home Office is in charge of pornography?!" "It'll be like Zimbabwe" "Sign In and Sod Off" "You looked a bit slimmer after your diet. On the other hand, you were crap." "I take full responsability for what happened, that's why the person who was responsible, when immediately." (A quote by our 'glorious' leader Gordon)
So one can't complain.
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