March 11, 2012 § 33 Comments
Sorry, big family birthday and me being incredibly feeble, in and out of bed with this fucker that paracetamol just don’t seem to be able to crack. A bit better now. Up at least.
I don’t know why I have such a schtonker. Perhaps because I have been away from my habitual latte for two days, but I wouldn’t have thought so. It’s practically all milk, and I only have one. It’s not as if I have a six a day Americano habit. Just a mild and gentle latte.
I wonder if you can get a headache from disappointment, even if your expectations were rock bottom. Probably not, but just a thought.