Well the usual feeling like death this morning. I woke up and rather stupidly looked in the mirror. I looked like the Greek God of hangovers. Hair a mess, huge bags under the eyes and the eyes themselves were pissholes in the snow. Not the greatest look but I managed to make myself look a bit presentable before going to work. Thats always an event. Doing my job that badly hungover, shaking and trying to be nice. Years of practice has prepared me for it though and now they can't even tell when I'm wasted. Which is definatly a good thing. Although trying to sort out medication while hungover is quite an exercise. Anyway...
I was out again tonight for Lee's birthday. Well I say out, it was a party at his house. It was ok. There was a bit of a crowd which was great. Lynne was there as well so that was a very pleasant distraction. David lasted an hour before going. He wanted us to go into town to the Limelight again but I couldn't face it.
Lynne and I got very wasted to deal with it. It was quite a while since she had a good, drunken night and it hit her hard but she coped. She got her brother to come and pick her up. And thank God I only lived round the corner. I couldn't have coped with a long distance. She left and I managed to roll upstairs and into bed. I had to bury my head under the pillow but I managed to make the room stop spinning before I passed out.
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