Waste of a day

Meh. Woke up this morning to one of my more violent tension headaches, caused by somehow putting my neck out yesterday. Sleeping on it wasn't so good, apparently. I called in, discovered Angel had peed on the bed again, this time while I was in it asleep, and went to sack out on the couch with the Advil.

Jen, your neck heatpad thing was a godsend. I can actually turn my head now. Headache's reducing to a dull roar, but I'm definitely not feeling sociable. Apologies to those I was going to do stuff with/talk to today - Shaun of the Dead was pretty much my speed today. Mmm, zombies. Followed by Hot Fuzz, since you can't have too much of that particular team up.