happy bloody birthday.

It's nearly 1am, I'm 31 and suddenly, as old age hits me, I feel frail and incapable. Actually that's not old age... I think I'm ill. I went to bed at 9pm coz I didn't feel good and just woke up and can't sleep. I've gargled with soluble aspirin, I've talked to my cats, I've considered opening a few cards to make myself feel better. but I HAVE to go to work tomorrow as i have some very important meetings and I have a feeling that it's not going to be a good day. Just when life was getting good. My throat hurts, I'm old, I want my mum.