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I'm not entirely sure why I feel quite so rubbish this morning, as I'm sure I drank more over Christmas than I did last night, but these mysteries are sent to try us. Much fun was had at Rick's party, even though I really can't remember much of what I said. I do remember being consistently rude to Dan - surely some mistake? So, happy birthday hangover Rick!

Anyway, answers from yesterday's poll thingy.

( Liar, liar, blue lacy pants on fire )

That mild diversion over, I must now pump 10 tonnes of caffeine into my body, with only the thought of cocktails later to keep me going.

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Poor felinitykat wasn't feeling well, so no cocktails tonight. I think it may have been for the best actually, as my hangover isn't quite up to meeting people at the moment. So, tonight I'm going for the couch potato queen award. I just had a very nice takeaway from here, Capturing the Friedmans dropped on my doorstep this morning, though probably won't watch it, as there's ER and Celebrity Big Brother to distract me. Hmm, the sofa is calling...