The essay is in. Dead and a dead Sara. Went to bed at 5am after staying up to work on the essay overnight. Just wasn't feeling any fear at not submitting it. Which is unusual for me, I normally have a panic about 2 days before and then I crack on with it. Nevertheless, it is in and I won't have to write it again.

Craig showed me some of his Christmas presents from his recent meet up with his best friend Danii tonight, a nice bar of chocolate and this Hungover Cookbook. It looks promising. I had planned to go out for a pint but I had a horrible headache from lack of sleep & I was just grumpy and miserable all day instead.