Had a bit too much wine last night. That and day 2 of period is a killer combination. Wept my heart out at Stef and then woke up feeling embarrassed. He was very nice and gave me orange juice, and told me not to worry, but I think he was quite glad to shoo me out the door.
Oh dear. I'm so very embarrassed. And hung over. And a bit down (that'll be part of the hangover though).
Arse. Somebody tell me a joke please? Pretty please?