Drugs.

Whoa. Co-Codemol.
Last thing I sort of remember was being in quite a bit of period pain
and chucking back a couple of Co-Codemol at about 6 last night.
Then having moments of lucidness thoughout the evening
with Rolf Harris and Captain Scarlett sitting next to me on the sofa.
I reached conciousness briefly at 8 this morning to help
Elvis fry a peanut butter sandwich, and now have just woken up.
I'm slightly disappointed the unicorn is no longer grazing at
the end of my bed.

Have just read the packet and it says these things are
not to be taken for more than 3 days as they're additive.

Holy shit. I'd be right off my fucking rocker by then.