I knew the result of mixing me with weddings can only be bad, but this is ridiculous. The non-stop chatter, forced mixing with people I do not know nor have ever seen before in my life on top of four hours of non-stop programming gave me a migraine the size of Balochistan. Therefore, at one a.m. I retired to get my much needed beauty sleep. Fast forward five hours later and I'm still basically tossing and turning, wondering how one goes about shutting off one's brain. Must be an acquired skill. Eventually, a PanadolExtra came to the rescue, but not before I was sure I was delusional thanks to the pain and felt an earthquake.