Head 'splode...

[moonlettuce]

Bleurgh. Woke up this morning and my head was pounding so badly I felt nauseous every time I moved. I'm feeling much better now, but that possibly because I ended up not actually getting up until about 1:30pm. I'd woken up about 8:20am to ring into work to tell them I'm not coming in. (And, yes, I've never been so glad there's a phone in the bedroom.) And then when I got up I rang again to speak to my boss, who sounded rather confused as to why I was ringing from an outside line. No one had told him I wasn't in, and since he sits around the corner he hadn't realised I wasn't there. Cue him being all "I wondered why you'd gone outside to ring me when you could have just walked around..."