8.30 am: My head hurts. That wasn't how I intended to spend last night at all - just a few beers at a neighbours house has turned into hell in my head. Consequently, I've done nothing I was supposed to and is how I come to be squinting at TNA Impact! at 8.30 in the morning.
That's the first time I've ever done anything on New Year's Eve for about ten years and I don't like it. After all this time, I think it's the lack of control that's mostly got to me. I've turned into one of those people - and now I'm mostly pissed off at myself.
8.40am: Fuck it. Back later...
