It was so worth it.

 THE LID HAS GONE BACK ON THE NUTELLA JAR AND THERE IT SHALL STAY. 

Uuuuuuuuugh. I feel crook. Why do I suck so much at moderation?


Also, on a less vomit-related note; living in a suburb with three second-hand book shops within a five minute walk? Bliss.


... I'll be over there. Curled up in a little ball. Groaning. With my new old books and my teddy.