I never understood the saying “fuck my life” until this morning when I woke up with the worst hangover known to man. Despite my attempts at sober living I went out yesterday and drank a bottle of wine, which is one wine bottle too many. I attempted to cure the hangover, but failed miserably. I ate some bread (didn’t work) had a shower and a bath (fail and fail) slept (nope) and took some vitamins and aspirin (no luck). I am ok now, but it’s also almost 11pm. I have been hungover all day in a zombie-like (minus the brain eating) state. I did not finish my art project like I had planned so tomorrow will be filled with drawing and reading.
Speaking of reading I have to pick up a play by Shakespeare….I better check my class syllabus.
Note to self: avoid people and any fun for the next couple of weeks or at least keep the fun to a minimum. I need to focus!
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