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| maybe i'm a wanker |
jesus fucking christ, this is the worst hangover i've had in a long time. maybe even worse than when i slept on the street back in my university days. i have serious beer fear right now: the only silver lining i can find is that 90% of my colleagues went home and didn't see the shit state i got into. didn't see me downing vodka shots like they were going out of fashion; didn't see me flirting with a nursery dad; and definitely didn't see me being sick in my bed (except lauren, i'm so sorry lauren)
"what the fuck are you so happy about?"
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| this helped in no way |
i'm happy that i felt comfortable enough to drink two bottles of wine and £50s worth of shots in front of my work friends. i'm happy that i stayed in bed all day yesterday because the hangover was too much and the one time i left my bed, i was sick everywhere again. i'm happy that i went for a hangover brunch this morning with my trinity and spent the entire time laughing, exchanging presents and sweating out my sadness. i'm happy that it's nearly christmas too.
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| hats off to the bufton |
i'm happy that i went for a festive "come dine with me" night with my other friends. sally pulled it out of the bag and absolutely smashed all three courses. i'm a bit sad that even water/shloer made me feel disgusting but i'm happy that 60% of the guests were hungover too. i'm happy that me and kim absolutely annihilated everyone at articulate even though i'm not competitive and i'm happy that i'm blogging again because i did have pangs of genuine guilt yesterday (although if you saw the mess i was in, you would've understood) xo
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