Brief stock-take.

I have a burned tongue, lip and inside-of-lip - in several places! - thanks to not realising Metal eating Utensils Can Be Hot last night.

I'm either about to throw up or really, really hungry and not realising it yet.

I'm the groggy and brain-no-worky kind of tired, so my eyes are heavy and feeling kind of puffy.

I have an intrepid mining team drilling through the back-right side of my spine and down through my right hip-socket. I don't get veloceraptors, apparently, I get G.I.Joe knockoffs.