I woke up right after the first alarmtone this morning and felt a bit queasy. 'Hell' was my first thought. Got to the one table in my flat and found a giant hangover being served for breakfast. I ate it all.

A label reads better, faster than a book. It's junkfood for the brain. Correct, in vino veritas, but now I've had it with what I make of that truth. More about that later, when or if I ever get back from work.