HUNG OVER

In the grand tradition of being a college co-ed, I got totally trashed last night.

My head was ready to split open at 6am, and my liver is weeping juniper and hops and whatever goes into Kentucky whiskey that I can't remember right now because my brain hurts.

Damn I wish I were 17 again. Drinking was so much easier then. However, I did get up and have a shower (AND washed my hair) and got dressed and made snacks and got to work on time.

Then I needed a nap. I still need one.