Apologies if you've tuned in expecting a Eurovision finals recap (both of you), sorry but I'm not up to it. When I got home last night from visiting Mikey (the lovely ex) and Evan for Eurovision shenanigans I had a coughing fit of such ferocity that I did myself some damage. I've strained something, or popped something, or God knows cracked a rib or some ridiculous carry on, but coughing is considerably hurty. Actually I think it's just a muscle strain, as I've done this before when I had a bout of bronchitis years ago.
Anyhoo, that and a whole lot of stress about work (truthfully I wouldn't be surprised if I'm 2 weeks away from being shit canned) has dug me into a pretty dark and bitter place this weekend. (Speaking of which, I wish I had some chocolate.) So I've cancelled all my plans today, and I'm hanging out on the couch comfort eating and watching the Eurovision finals. In the spirit of Eurovision I give today deux points.