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4.31am - Arrive home. Briefly debate removing make up, before concluding that there's nothing in my house that couldn't be improved by a little glittery eyeshadow smeared over it. Go to bed.

5.50am - Wake with terrible desire for Ribena.

6.32am - Throw up. Reflect that although can quite easily identify the cause of the purple componant, the bright yellow remains a mystery.

6.48am - Throw up again. Remember falteringly the previous night's experiments with yellow chartreuse, hitting self hard on the forehead all the while.

7.07am - Fall asleep on bathroom floor.

8.44am - Wake, remove contact lenses, go back to sleep.

10.22am - Wake up with very bad feeling in the spleen area due to sudden recollection of phone call to ex boyfriend at two in the morning and inability to remember what was said. Check call duration: seven minutes. Jesus fuck Jesus fuck.

10.59am - Wake with earth-splitting headache: go in search of and locate the last two remaining Nurofen in the house.

11.15am - Throw up last two remaining Nurofen in the house. Swear expansively.

2.03pm - Woken by the arrival of text message from ex boyfriend, pissing himself over seven-minute long answerphone message left last night of which he cannot make out a word.

3.11pm - Look for breakfast food. Have cornflakes but no milk, and tea bags but no kettle. Where is kettle?

3.17pm - Locate kettle half under bed in apparent abortive attempt to make hot water bottle the night before. Go back to bed.

4.14pm - Ex boyfriend rings, fancy the pub? Shower and leave.