BAKA!

Wise, smart, little me thought that she had found a perfect solution to work at night. Just by drinking a cup of coffee! I haven't had a cup since I was pregnant with Aza (more than two years!) so the caffeine is bound to take effect. Or so I thought. I was partially correct, though...

So. I drank a cup of coffee. With plenty of cream and sugar. It tasted great. For a while.

Yes, yes, I am not sleepy now even though I'm usually asleep at this hour. But my stomach hurts like hell! I feel dizzy and can't concentrate to work! Two years of coffee-abstinence finally pays. Blearrrrrrrgh. I should have seen this coming. But I didn't.

Woe is me. Now I'm stuck with a spinning head. Can't sleep. Can't concentrate. Can't work.

Maybe I will read something light after this... something from Beatrix Potter or Cicely Mary Barker.

I hope I won't throw up before then.