Rubbish

I feel a bit rubbish today. There's no real reason for it... it's just a bit of a grump that I don't seem to be able to shake.

It's not helped by the fact that someone has replaced all of my clothes with horrible unflattering rags, which was more than a bit provoking when I eventually dragged myself out of bed this morning. And as for my hair - alas, if only "dragged through a hedge backwards" was the look I'd set my heart on.

I can only assume that the world is conspiring against me.