In a spirit of TMI I'll tell you that I had apparently caught some stomach flu, or bug, or whatever it's called in English and spend the whole lovely day talking to the toilet in technicolour.
But it's passing and I only puke once an hour now.
On the plus side, though, I had an excellent hair day. For once my fringe is straight, hair fluffy and shiny and the colour looks like it should and it doesn't tangle and is perfect without hours of combing and styling.
So I looked pretty cool while puking.
Also, I may be addicted to Bejeweld now. I blame you, Cala. Biatch.