My Christmas overindulgence has caught up with me. I'm home from work with an upset stomach after a night of almost no sleep.

When I did get to sleep I had unpleasant dreams. First the cleaner from work was vacuuming around my bed so I couldn't sleep. Then there were lots of people everywhere talking really loudly. When I decided to call in sick (in my dream) I had trouble finding anywhere quiet enough to make a phone call. Then I realised the sun was rising and I was already late. Then I couldn't find the app on my phone to make a phone call, and when I eventually did it wouldn't dial.

I think this means I am boring - nightmares used to involve things like time bombs and crocodiles. Vacuum cleaners and phoning work really don't have the same dramatic impact.

Post holiday detox is going pretty good, body starting to feel a bit normal again.

I'm also kind of loving all this rain, as it prevents my neighbour from mowing and watering his lawn. He must be raging right now.

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My niece is four today. She makes a grand four year old

Starting tomorrow I have the house to myself for a week, so obviously I've been shopping for the essentials; booze, and a variety of chips and dips. I also purchased a nice steak since my cohabitant hates the smell of it cooking.

Whenever I watch true stories there's so many emotions going on inside me. I'm watching Dr Death series 2. It's in the name of how grim this is but my god It's fascinating, disturbing, sad. So many oh no moments.