Bad Ideas Of Our Time #18

Getting out of bed this morning.


 


Today I have fallen down a flight of stairs, dropped my purse in the street so all my coins rolled under a car, and been trapped on the Northern Line for the best part of an hour. And I have a hangover. If anybody wants me, I'm curled up in a ball under my desk, moaning softly.

19.11.04 11:51
 


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(19.11.04 11:55)
Mind your head when you get up again.


(19.11.04 11:55)
Aw Yags! Poor love. If I had a sweetie it'd be yours now.


(19.11.04 12:05)
If you gave me a sweet I'd probably choke on it. It's that kind of day.


(19.11.04 12:06)
Aww. There's a lot of that going round at the moment. Feel better soon x


(19.11.04 12:17)
I have a sweetie. The first sweetie I've had in months. And you can have it. I've already greased it, so it won't get stuck in your throat. Though it might shoot out of your hand and into your coffee. Which will then splash all over your computer, causing it to explode. But let's hope that won't happen.


(19.11.04 12:35)
These Friday morning hangovers are awfully fashionable these days.
Not that I've got one today for a change. I had mine Wednesday this week.
Feel better, poor Yaags ....

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