Thank Heavens, Tomorrow's a Bank Holiday!

Forget whatever I was saying about attaining nirvana. I realise I am a samsaric being first and foremost: otherwise why would I be suffering from yet another hangover* ?

Who said anything about learning from past experiences? Who said anything about growing older and wiser?

Who said?

Bah.

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* I hiccupped my way to work on a bumpy bus with a hangover. Now my chest feels sore from the continuous hiccupping and my head feels like over-ripe grapefruit: reddish, swollen and ready to burst. I also think any combination of the following would be an excellent idea: fried eggs, french fries, fried bananas, fried rice... you get the picture.
** I have since devoured strawberry yoghurt with granola, a big steaming bowl of noodles and sweetcorn, and an orange juice. And it's only noon.
*** Update: Japanese eel and scrambled egg with rice and miso soup (minus the eel), pear juice. And I'm going out for dinner. I don't know why my head is still ringing like a phone line to the fire station on Guy Fawkes'.