I feel as grey as the day

Ugh. I feel like crap. Upstairs neighbour, Catrin, who is normally fairly quiet and nice and generally good to live underneath, had some kind of party last night. The kind of party that woke me up at twenty past four this morning by, I'm guessing, playing some kind of console-based game that involved playing Tina Turner very loud while jumping up and down on a dancemat, which was clearly placed on her floor about six feet directly above my previously-sleeping head.

Ugh. I think I may need to get some more sleep this afternoon.