Hangover.
Head Hurts.
Ouch.
Red wine didn't used to give me such a bad headache!!
I've been sitting at my desk for a whole 85 minutes now, and after a cup of strong black (sugarless) coffee, and a cup of fruity tea, I'm still feeling like shite!
On the plus side, I am feeling an overwhelming sense of smugness, as for the first time in my life, I cooked a curry from scratch, rather than using one of those jar things you buy in a supermarket! It was slightly hotter than anticipated (I'm a cowardly wuss who could not bring herself to pre-taste the chillies), but SO much better than any jar sauce thingy. Thank you Jamie Oliver!! (and thank you indian staff in Co-op who helped me locate wierdo spices!).
MBF is sitting in the office, although I am no longer irritated by his persistant throat clearing. He has the sexiest voice when he speaks; I wonder if he has a 2nd job working on a sex phone line?! Like those adverts you find in the back of girly magazines! Grrrrrrrrrr. I daren't email him again, as he's blatently not interested in my office flirty banter. I wonder how much of my day I spend having imaginary conversations with him in my head!? This has GOT to stop!! Why can't I get this dorky physics geek out of my head! ew!