i got the hangover gang over

lol @ fucking wednesday.

hangover + a 4-hour meeting that your boss is in? I made it through but all in all I wouldn't say I recommend it.

still getting over my hangover + sleep deprivation from friday night!
i explicitly said to my friend that a) i haven't been drinking much for the past few months, so would take it easy on the booze, and b) i wasn't going to get hosed because i had to take a long bus ride back home on saturday. but he is a friend i seem to always get drunk with whenever we see each other - should've known... the bus ride was. brutal. even with industrial-strength ibuprofen.

Today. Not good.

My evening was fine, but swigging tequila out of a flask on my way home is the likely culprit in the affair of my current pounding headache and this morning's lurking nausea.

do not put any booze in a flask and let it still be there by the walking-home part of the night! it is a rule and if you break it then pain happens!

I couldn't pour it out! I just have to learn not to drink whatever I find lying around...or in my handbag.

aaaaaaaaaaaaannnnd i am just now getting out of bed. waste of day off :/

going to bed around 7 means having the hangover hit you in the middle of the afternoon. was not a good afternoon.

I'm still recovering from Saturday. You know that bit at the end of Jeff Goldblum's The Fly where Brundlefly gets fused with his own telepod and is crawling along the floor gesturing to the guy with the shotgun to kill him? That's how I felt yesterday.

ha ha omg!

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hola como estas

see you in 12 hours

i hope you are okay

being hungover is often pretty great imo, stretching out your limbs feeling the booze coursing through your veins, yawning falling back asleep, i always enjoy music coffee breakfast so, so much, mood might depend more on whether you actually had a good night but physically speaking i think it's a pretty ideal state like if i were at a monastery forever i might consider getting trashed every night and waking up listening to lauryn hill drinking coffee on my couch all day

Today was an epic stretch of communal hungover starting with "oh God what happened last night" to chill first/second/third breakfast lounging and then on to "hey let's have a beer!".

Napped an hour after I woke up, for the three more hours. Karaoke place comped a bottle of soju. It is evil.

urrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr... every time I invite my bff and his wife over, we sit up til stupidoclock drinking cask goon and talking shit and I smoke a bajillion cigarettes and feel like shite the next day.

I am now making oven chips and vegan gravy to appease my growly empty stomach. I feel rather wobbly and low blood sugared.

Ugh.

At least I didn't have work today like some of my fellow drinkers, ha ha.

Successfully fighting one of these things off is one of the best feelings in the world.

the gang has been visiting too often lately

why did I do that

Ohhh.

I just started my day with two popsicles.

I woke up on Saturday morning in a blazing hot tent in the sun. Stumbling out of the flap felt like I was being born from a sweaty, whiskey-sotted wreck

Stumbling out of the flap felt like I was being born from a sweaty, whiskey-sotted wreck

first line of Freddy Krueger's memoir

the gang has been visiting too often lately

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i made it to lunch, but the next hour and the decisions i make in it are vital

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oof

ikr?

ohhh lord

Sup homies

hai

you guys can leave whenever btw

2007 was rough

I didn't even drink a lot yesterday

allergies?

Probably just bad to combine wine and beer

hmmph

That's what you get for going out dancing

Clearly. Good night though.

It's really dry out in cold weather, remember to have an extra glass of water!

I did some bad things last night and this morning the gang is over to hear me repent

Holy shit

had one of those hangovers where you feel every emotion extra intensely, the day i flew back from a trip to cuba

i cried on three separate occasions, in chronological order as well as decreasing order of justification

1) in the morning, seeing a tv news broadcast on the syrian refugee crisis (one of my best friends came to canada as a refugee from afghanistan as a child, and i was at once very happy for the refugees being allowed into our country, and sad for all of those who wouldn't make it)

2) waiting in airport terminal, reflecting on the beauty of the relationship between my mother and her husband. my mother was single and lonely for years after my parent's divorce, and now claims she is the happiest she's ever been, and is married to a 10/10 rock-solid awesome dude

3) the in-flight movie was 'aloha' featuring bradley cooper. there was a technical difficulty and the sound wasn't working so i watched it silently. started crying while reflecting on bradley cooper, how beautiful he is, how many laughs i've shared with him, how happy i am to have let him into my life, how many millions of other people have had similar experiences

#3 obv most justified, pls recalibrate