woe is me.

i am still so dead. i hardly slept last night, and i think i'm still hungover from saturday. obviously i either should a) never drink again or b) build up my hangover tolerance by drinking more. i'm going home, doing a gigantic amount of dishes (drunk and hungover kittens are no good at house work, especially when they decide to bake) and then either tidying or going back to bed with some studio ghibli. i'm kind of voting for the latter. i'm having a real life day off tomorrow, which will be glorious. and i'm going to auntie allisons to do my laundry. wahey. my life is riveting. i wonder if kayleigh will be in school (please, please please. she's lovely but a serious handful)

i need a break so bad it's not funny.