I feel dreadful today. Gutted I'm missing my best mate's party tomorrow. The only chance I get to see the "gang" for a while and frankly I needed that.
It's also too hot to be ill. Fuck all these chest infections
I'm meant to be going to Pride tomorrow, but fuck standing around all day in 32° heat with precious little shade for the weakest line up we've had for a good few years.
Think we may get the train down to Devon instead. It's forecast to be 22° down there, which sounds like bliss at this point.