I write this from behind the veil of a fairly serious hangover. Having had another sell-out show (that's 4 out of 5 full houses!) that went well, I sought fun. This came via beer, wine, beer and wine. Coutyard, Underbelly then the house of the Runaway Lovers. They have a glass panel on which you can stand. That doesn't sound like much fun, but believe me it seemed like nothing else in the world mattered at about 5:30am today.
I saw the sun rise and I now feel terrible. Terrible.
I got home, had some Spanish Sausage Casserole and for the first time in my life, was offered sex from a stranger. I turned down the sex.
Today I should see some shows but that won't happen, I can barely lift my arms. It's all I can do to put food and berocca in me so that tonight's show doesn't suffer too badly.
Tomorrow I've got to do a radio interview at 7:45am. That's ungodly.

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