From the title you may think that I've been ill or something, and waiting to get better. Ha. All self inflicted unfortunately so no sympathy expected in the slightest. It was however one of the worse hangovers I have ever experienced. I think I may have actually died inside, I could barely move, it hurt anytime anything touched me as I was so tender, my head hurt when I move it, my head hurt if I coughed or sneezed, my head hurt if I had to think too much. I just hurt. A lot. Best bit of all this? The night out was on a Wednesday and I had to face work the next day.... BOOOOOO!!
It was a really, really good night though, very random, but good. I wasn't even planning on staying out long, just a drink and a catch up, I was really tired, hadn't had dinner and was aiming for about 6.30 to leave. I got home at 3am. Several shots of banana Sambuca, being chased down the street by a drag queen, dancing like a fool, arguing with Polish people, convincing people I was originally from Romania (and people actually believing it), breaking up gay fights, starting up a union although I'm not sure why and no one else wanted to join anyway so was very shot lived, and generally talking nonsense to anyone who would listen. In fact one of the reasons I stayed out so late was because people were humouring me so I just carried on going.
So anyway, I got home from work yesterday, went to bed at about 7pm and woke up just now at about 10.30am and feeling much better after 15 hours sleep. Note to self: stop drinking so much; stop drinking on work nights; sleep through hangovers.
Oh, and I've not been to the gym in 2 weeks. I may be on a one way train to Fatland....
Songs of the moment:
Vato Gonzalez - Badman Riddim (Jump)
Calvin Harris - Bounce ft. Kelis
Alex Gaudino - What A Feeling ft. Kelly Rowland
