Idea

An idea I had today
Is sieving through my mind
Like too-thick soup
Through a lazy stomach

When usually,
like vodka,
it would go straight to my head.

Ick

Phew, what a day! I have done absolutely nothing productive except throw up and do some valuable research on hangover cures.

First was the cheesy pasta for breakfast (because of the morning-after grease cravings). That seemed to work for a while. And then, suddenly, it didn't. So I drank lots of water, which was fine until I got hungry again and decided to attempt a baked potato. This didn't stay down long, either. By now I was desperate and looking up cures on the Internet. Some of them were so disgusting that I wondered if they were meant to make you feel so sick from disgust that you would forget about feeling sick from the hangover, but I dismissed this idea as ludicrous.

The solution, finally, was a mint digestive tablet, two Vitamin C capsules, two very greasy fried eggs and two pieces of toast covered in Vegemite. I plan to patent this and sell it. I will make millions. Perhaps I could liquefy the whole lot in a blender to make consumption more efficient?

No.

Oh dear

It is a bit of a gloomy morning. Mink has gone to the vet for an operation on his abscess and to have his teeth cleaned. I have a hideous hangover after our dinner last night, which is entirely my own fault. I drank far too much red wine and probably embarrassed myself hugely. I turn into a strange Bertie-Wooster-type character when I'm with people I don't know very well and I've had too much to drink. "Hello dear chap, let me freshen your beverage, what what, oh dear, I appear to have dropped my biscotti on the floor, whoops-a-daisy."