Whinge

You know what sucks? Being up at half past two with a sore throat that you just know is going to blossom into some nasty viral thing, and therefore knowing that what you really need is to get some bloody sleep, and yet being Wide Fucking Awake no matter what. I guess I'll shuffle off for my third tot of bourbon and a hot cup of tea with honey. But this bites, I tell you. It's not even as if I've taken antihistamines, which would keep me this awake, and yet I can't take hot milk because if I do, I will have a Head Full of Snot [tm] in the morning.

This sucks, I tell you.