Ye mothering GODS, but I feel lovely.
He says, mustering up the kind of irony a body can only use, when it’s got up after a bad night.
Seriously bad night: I slept.
But only intermittently: getting up to go to the loo.
What the hell was going on, there, I REALLY don’t know.
Personally … ? Personally, I’m just glad I’m off work, at the mo. Quite how this would affect me, I don’t know: but suspect ‘badly’ would be the word to use.
The one thing I do know … ? Is that whether or not I head back to bed, I’m indoors: and ready for the much talked of internal hard drive.
Here’s hoping the blessed thing turns up, when I’m awake!
~≈fi≈~
