Just thought I'd share. It's 10:42 the next morning, and I don't feel right in the head yet. Does this mean I'm gonna be ultra hungover around, say, 3pm or so? Yeah, that would be greeeaaat. Gat. Meh. Well, it must have been a good night anyway. I think I vaguely remember partying with the building manager when we got home last night around 3am? She was pretty tanked too. I think I helped her kick some people out of the building at one point? Pretty funny, she's getting her drink on in the hallways, kicking out other people for doing the same thing. Heh. Guess it's good to have her on your side.
Anyway, time for water, advil, maybe a brekky burrito. I was gonna get up early and ski for the am, but that seems to be a "no-go" now.
Eh, s'ok. Taking a week off to ski starting thur, so it's all good. Except my head, and my belly. Not so good. Nope, not so much. Sort of have that not so fresh feeling.
I'll report back later. I need to go throw up my liver.
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