Pah!

The fingers on my right hand are exploding. This is not fun.

I am currently trying to chose between Wendyhouse and Pizza.

(Like lesbians or quiche? but with less breasts)

Indecision

I have about 15 minutes to decide whether to do a hurried change of clothes and jump in a taxi for Wendyhouse, or to stay here and curl up with a bottle of wine and a book. Both are tempting...