This Just In:

* It's pelting it down with rain, so I have a dog that is refusing to go for a walk.
     Yeah. You read right. HE is refusing to go.

* I nearly fainted as I waited to pay for something in a shop today.
     This cold is beginning to royally kick my arse.

* My head is pounding.
     The cold again. But I think it merits mentioning twice.

* Choir practice tonight. I feel quite shitty but because I was so tired last week I didn't go, so now this week I have to go.
     ...Don't I?

* The dog is wriggling on his back. He wants his tummy stroked. My head is pounding. Bending hurts.
     But he wants his tummy stroked.
     =SIGHS=

EDITED TO ADD: It's ten minutes later and regarding the final matter, yes, I did it. Of course I did it. I had to hold my head with my other hand as I did it, but I did it. So Bingo is happy.
     He is now lying with his amazingly bloody heavy head resting on my aching and rapidly going numb foot (which is also cold and damp; having been just seconds ago licked all over for reasons best known to himself).
    Ow...