Ough, I haven't been this hung-over in quite a while. At least I call it being hung-over. I have no idea what a drink!hangover feels like since the total amount of alcohol I have consumed in my life so far amounts to less than a glass of wine. It's a drug!hangover that's bothering me this morning. I don't know why people bother with illegal drugs, the prescription ones are scary enough for me ;-) It's all CB's fault anyways. He asked me if I could get him the episodes of the BBC's Sherlock series and hence tempted me into watching them. As a result I have been reading fic in the fandom and last night had a most rabid plot bunny pounce on me and wouldn't let me sleep for most of the night. Since I know what lack of sleep does to my crazy mind, I dug out some tranquilizers and am now paying the price in the form of a drug!hangover. The plot bunny is still rabid as ever, but I think it will have to mature quite a bit if there is ever a chance of it being allowed to see the light of day.